If only there were a place I could go,
to escape my thoughts.
My thoughts are where my own personal hell resides.
I can't escape them.
I can't make them stop.
Life scares me.
People scare me.
This anxiety has stunned me.
I feel like I don't deserve love, kindness or loyalty.
Maybe that's why I desperately want to give it to others.
I feel like my whole world can burst into pieces in just seconds
because of the lack of trust I can't give to people, who seem to care.
How will I ever find love,
if I can't give what I desperately want to give to others
when I don't let them into my heart.
I feel like I am in hell.