There's a feeling i get when i'm scared, i know something bad is about to happen.
My skin gets hot, my pulse races through my body, and a lump
appears in my throat, just to make it even more impossible for the air being
pushed through my lungs to come out.
My feeble little fingers start shaking, so i try so hard to control myself,
so you wont notice, so you wont feel bad,
partly so i wont feel bad for making you feel that way.
I'm ashamed of myself for letting my fear get that bad,
for letting those thoughts even enter my mind.
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