Agliophobia


I don’t know what hurts more
The thought of not having you around,
Or the feeling of emptiness deep inside me

I don’t know what hurts more
The fear of not being loved,
Or the fear of never being able to love again

I don’t know what hurts more
The empty spot beside me on my bed,
Or if it were filled with the wrong person

I don’t know what hurts more
The names that you call me,
Or the voices yelling inside my head

I don’t know what hurts more
Not being who you want me to be,
Or not being fit for the society

I don’t know what hurts more
The tears rolling down my cheeks,
Or the cries buried deep inside me threatening to choke me

I don’t know what hurts more
The pain of losing someone,
Or the fear of losing myself

I don’t know what hurts me more
Is it me
Or is it you


-Shezlin H.

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