Hold on to these moments.
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And may you have a good day too, sire.
Scared
Sunday, October 20, 2013 @ 10:58 PM
And it's not the kind of scared where you know it's something that someone cannot help you with.
It's the kind where you know you are so afraid, so, so afraid to let anyone know what you're scared of, just in case they'll scare you on purpose.
It's the kind of fear which makes you drift away from everyone you know, everyone you had loved, everyone you love, or anyone you possibly might love because you are just that fearful.
It's the kind of impending doom that sets you apart from anyone you know, defining your infinite inability to be able to confront these dark feelings that gradually manifests your soul over time.
It's the kind where you're at a dead end, the tunnel is blocked, there's no light, and you have wasted all your energy clearing out the mud from the wrong side.
It's the kind where you're so scared, you don't dare to do anything to save yourself, lest you hurt yourself even more.
But it's lonely here.
I wish someone could see this and save me from this irrational fear, and not leave me feeling worse than before.