it makes me feel like i'm a failure. it's rolls over me like a heated blanket in the pit of my stomach and slowly flows to my chest where it pinches me in bursts of heat. it holds me in petrified stillness. it whispers to me that i will always fail. i will never be happy. i am destined to be alone forever and no one will ever come to comfort me. the panic fills me up until i'm pouring out steam.
-fear
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My Life and Other Sad Things
Poetryhighest ranking #1 in Poetry a true story about sadness, fear, pain and overwhelming love we are all flowers beautiful and soft to touch broken by the stem #Compelete 11,555 words
