Faded Tombstone

 

I'm not afraid of death

of that final breath

slipping into oblivion

but I'm so scared of living

frightened of being hurt that I give in

that I daren’t take part

I can’t take life by the scruff of the neck

It might leave me wrecked

I crawl into myself

hide in my cracked shell

but all I truly want is to break this spell

 

I'm not afraid of the great unknown

the adventure beyond this movie we are shown

but I fear not making the most of me

of how I’ve grown, yet not being who I can be

I fear failing

so, I fail to try

I fall before I stand

how can I fly?

 

I'm not afraid of what lies ahead

I'm terrified instead

of the fears in my head

that stop me in my stead

they scream in devilish tones

that I'm not enough, just another faded tombstone

that I'm a waste of space

I'll never win a race, always destined for last place

 

I'm not afraid to die

but I'm terrified

of not living

So scared of missing the right roads

that I avoid the signs that are given

I’m scared that moments will blink out of sight

new memories, will disintegrate before my eyes

into a dark reminder of life without light

new sensations will explode into sparks that dance and play

and I'll miss out on the firework display

 

 

Thanks For Reading,

Peace & Love,

Kyle.