Hurt, pained, and misunderstood, that’s how I feel.
Alone, cold, shuttering and no one cares.
I cry so loud eventually my lungs give out,
But still no one hears.
I put on a brave face and try to deal,
But on the inside I feel utterly alone.
I work hard everyday just to get by,
Inside I am quivering with fear.
My knees tremble and shake violently,
It’s a wonder I’m still standing.
To speak, to interact, to love, simply to be is a challenge for me.
How do you do all this when every second of every day
Is filled with unbelievable fear, and tremendous fright.
No matter how small the task,
I shake and tremble uncontrollably.
I feel as if my body will not contain this pounding….
Screaming muscle within my chest any longer.
So I prepare for another day,
I will try again.
The fear is overwhelming,
But it does not hold me back.
I put on that brave face once more
As I leave, it begins all over. The fear, irrational of course,
Has me, firmly grasped, and refuses to let go.
It’s a wonder I’m still standing.