I've always liked this poem until now. I don't feel the same way about my fears anymore.


Afraid

I'm not afraid of dying
or of missing out on life (b/c I've already lived)
or of missing out on love (b/c I already have it)
or of missing out on oppurtunities. (b/c I've had plenty)

I'm not afraid of crying
or of being sad in any sort (b/c it's my default emotion)
or of being rejected (b/c rejection helps me improve)
or of being hurt. (b/c scars heal over time)

I'm not afraid of loving
or of not knowing how to love (b/c I'm loving you now)
or of not knowing what's love and what's not (b/c...?)
or of not knowing if you love me. (b/c i know you don't)

I'm afraid of dying
without you by my side.

I'm afraid of crying
when you're not the reason for my tears.

I'm afraid of loving
somebody other than you.

So give me a chance.
Give me something
before I give up all together.




Poetry by Malvado
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Written on 2007-02-25 at 17:56

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