Dark nights
The dark nights know me best,
They know the fear that I supress,
It consumes my heart,
And my soul,
Constricts it tight,
Like never known.
Fear of love,
And fear of hate,
Fear of losing my own faith,
Fear of the future,
For what it holds,
Fear of growing so cold.
The night shadows watch me sleep,
Watch me writing in painful peace,
They call themselves insanity,
Beckon me until I give in.
Afraid of not being good enough,
Afraid of giving too much love,
Afraid of letting you see the truth,
Afraid that we won't make it trough.
Tears will not appear tonight,
All my tears are cried,
And all my emotions died,
Died from inside and out.
Scared of letting myself go,
Scared of letting the world know,
Scared of the fear,
That cosumes me from inside
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