Dreadful Confession

I am dreading
I am excited for
tomorrow

I think
I should
Write it out
How cowardly
Should I do that

I am scared
To speak
To voice those
thoughts
To you

I look up to you
In away
I cannot explain
I fear
That you’ll look down on me
I already feel
Inferior

I am going
To go through with it
Tell you
The accident
Meant to happen
The distraction
In class

Another one
Telling me
“It is time”

I need to tell you
I plan not to
Prolong
My suffering
All will be well
My mind whispers . . .





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