Published On: May 10, 2022 03:00 PM NPT By: Samiksha Shrestha

My fear

My fear

Here I am crying on my own, 

Resting my head on the same old pillow, 

Gliding under the bed, the surface is hollow, 

Like my mind, mellow and willow, 

I don't know if I'm saddened or depressed, 

Or can't figure out if it's both but I get undressed, 

Naked, I stand in front of the mirror, 

I get terrified, oh! What a horror?, 

It's not my body that I'm afraid of, 

It's the mind that has been damaged, 

So brutal that no doctors can cure, 

All my happiness has been sabotaged, 

That's the real reason behind my fear, 

I told myself I couldn't live like this forever, 

Now, my body has gone  cold and I'm starting to shiver, 

I put my clothes back on but still something was left out, 

The warmth, yes the  feeling of warmth, 

Because no clothes can now fulfill it, 

'Cuz my mind is frozen, 

Too stiff that it cannot melt, 

Too delicate that it will break, 

Shatter into pieces, 

And never to join again.

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