PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In

Insanity driven by fear


I've become friends to this thing called fear And to everyone, it isn't rare It haunts me from day to night And makes ms too weak to fight It calls me by my name Then leaves me insane It is like a battle within Except it continues to win It has taken ahold of me And I don't know how to be free It drowns me in sadness And in hopelessness Dying is what I am afraid of Dying not living enough
©All Rights Reserved

Something wrong with this poem?

Share

Replies are closed for this poem.

Your Poem's Voice

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.

Log in to leave a comment.