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Fear
I never truly knew what fear meant till now.
The beating in my chest, I can hear it as if it's just person playing drums from a band. I can feel it as if im getting punched over and over and over again. I can't breath, I tell myself it's going to be alright. I still can't breath. Ppl come to me " it's gonna be okay tasha" "you got this, your a fighter". But I'm not... I can't fight, it hurts to much. The pain.. the thousand of tears I hide behind the mask I wear everyday. The tension I feel in my stomach when I go in a room with people. The smile I put on just to make sure others are okay. Will I make it?, or will it be my time?. It's harder to breathe, it's hard to see. Not much ppl seem to check up on me. The ones that do, kinda surprises me. I'm thankful for everyone, even the ones that aren't for me. I'm scared, I don't want to go. Yet the pain, the feeling. I can't seem to shake, ill fight, ill fight, I keep telling myself. Yet idk if im as strong as ppl see me out to be...
© Tasha