FEAR

My head is a tangle of thoughts all rushing around like bees.It’s difficult to grasp just one to examine.I’m terrified of bees.I run from them screaming even though logically I know they wonthurt me unless I provoke them.Provoking these thoughts also make me want to run awayscreaming,afraid of the pain associated with looking at them…

My Tears Won’t Die

It’s hard for me to try to hide The tears that I hold inside To see others living happy and free If only they knew the real me Afraid to trust and make a friend Leaves me empty in the end My family has paid the cost Their mother and loving wife they have lost…