Tuesday, January 9, 2024

I fear

 





I fear being strangled by my own flops one day

I fear getting parents sobbing out of dismay, disappointed by the one they regarded the game changer

I fear the crawly hands of the devil all over me, direct entry to underseas; suffering until I perish

I fear senescence with no vision; no achievements; no single memory to cherish

I fear everything against this personality; everything that makes me drown into fear

Drowning, with no hope of being rescued 


© amimoh 

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