Fear

 The hope of existence has a tendency to deliver me down and after I try to stare, its fortune playing a role, one in opposition to me. i am weak and broken, I can not roll, although the ropes could be turned against me. My ego hunts like a man with the spare, hunts men,aiming at dreams with despair. i am at this shore, staring at obligation turning all my tough paintings to not anything, so much that I see a broke buddy and i've nothing to spare. I feel i have a wall towards me. and that i cant pass! i'm stocked, in right here, my foot against the stone, my heart beats like its dance time and my first step is probably fake, steps failed and i am off the cliff, an excessive amount of of the air is too much, those were initials to my thoughts in the beginning, however I unnoticed. so i cant breath. i'm trapped in the sky, falling from top to top, fear protecting my breathe, echos enveloping the cloud dear, And i'm visible trapped by fright, my self esteem going down the drain like an under value freight. If this is all to existence, i sense it all should give up just there, and if it truly is an excessive amount of a distance, i'm now not willing to take anymore ache. let it all cease here. Fist interested in battle it all, however i am simply this vulnerable little boy..... I cant fight! no matter been bullied through worry.