The Fears I Know

I am scared.
Scared of irreparable damage
I’ve done to my body.
Scared of the helpless persona
That dictates my choices.
Scared of a reconciliation
That may accost my needs.
Scared of the virtues
Others hold so dear.
Scared of ineptitude.
Scared of lethargic apathy.
Scared of this ongoing pattern
Of selflessness and self destruction.

I am terrified
Of settling in complacency
And dying,
Young and alone.

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