Insecurity
by dan ankers
Every last shred of this insecurity, I wish to find
Expel it from my being
Exorcise that demon
Clear out my mind
Fear of death is not my issue
Nor is fear of life
but fear of the trivial
in the form of insecurity
has often caused me
strife
Aaaah
Damn it!
Not this
Not again!
Not these demons
Not these rags
I’m reduced to
Like I used to be
Everyday
when I was a kid
This is now not me
This is not who I am
but here I am
Apparently
Still
That man
a
little bit
now
and again
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