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Fear

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What is fear?
To me, fear is rejection...
From those who have stuck by me,
And from those who have previously offended.
Fear is becoming that heartless being once more,
Made of poison and filled with bitterness.
Fear is the knowledge that this is an all too real possibility;
To be abandoned by my own,
To feel that same hate I once felt,
To disappoint those who rely on me.
This is my fear.
This is the dangerous promise
That whispers itself to me in the dead of night,
Smirks triumphantly at the whites of my eyes
And the salty waterfall
Staining my cheeks.
Cheeks and eyes that these people created.
This fear eats away at me,
Eroding my stone heart
Until it bleeds raw.
This fear knows there's only a matter of a blissfully ignorant three weeks,
The days falling away like dead rose petals,
Until the vulnerable core of the flower bud is bared to the harsh hateful world.
This fear casually picks these petals away,
Gleefully anticipating the day when the mirror image that I am
Smashes into dust like shards.
One night I was just thinking about things, and how terrified I was of my Dad abandoning me again, of disappointing my Mum when and if I fail my exams (probably the "when" tense is more accurate), that I felt horribly panicked and upset... So I wrote out a poem, to sort out my feelings... And I've realized that this is my inner most fear. To be rejected by those I love. So that I have no one.
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