March 23, 2014
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It's funny how when we were younger
we were afraid of things like
and drowning.
But now we live for the rain,
and the shaking of a storm
and the only person I disappoint is myself,
because I've pushed everyone away, and I wonder if it's because I am no longer scared of these small things, but have become my own fears.
My tears are the rain,
my mistakes are the disappointment and I am drowning in every breath I breathe.
So now,
all I can do is hide myself
and be alone in the darkness
of my mind.

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sarahbearweber said...
Apr. 12, 2014 at 6:15 pm
I really like this poem so much! It speaks to me on such a personal level. Fabulous work!!
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