I am so scared
Of just letting go,
Of just letting my self feel.
I have so many scars
That have morphed into fears,
That I don't know what to do with them.
I want to be
Who and What I truly am,
But I don't know if I can do it.
My fears hold me back,
Keep me chained
Under lock and key
And I can't find a way to break free.
I am screaming to be set free,
To be let out of my prison.
My wrists are bloody
From pulling and tugging
On my bonds
And now I'm scared
I'll bleed to death
Before I can be who I am...
