I am scared
Scared of never being happy again
Scared to end it all
Scared to hurt those I care about the most
Scared to admit the truth
Scared to find the answers
I am scared
That teh darkness will consume my life
That I will bring misery and suffering to all those I encounter
I am scared to love
For fear of being hurt again
Scared of what I will find
At the end of my long and treacherous journey
And of who I will force to walk that path
And oh my feet are sore from the trip
With no protection but my accursed soul
Which twists and mutates with every steep
Upon the stones of the paht
My eyes burn from so many tears shed
And I don't know if I have the right to shed tears again
Will life yet bloom where my haggard body once walked?
Will my tears nourish the cracked earth
That makes up the paht that I have followed?
Yes, I am scared
Scared to death
By Greg Pelerine June 3/1998