
Bleh I'm horrible at these.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Hurt/Comfort - Words: 212 - Published: 10-01-08 - Status: Complete - id: 2578803
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I'm fearful.
I'm frightened
to be alone.
I'm wishin'
that I won't
become alone.
Can't you see,
can't you hear
how much I need you near?
Can't you feel,
can't you tell
that I'm fighting with Hell?
I'm fearful.
I'm frightened
to be alone.
I find out
that I might
become alone.
I fight the thought
and cry each night
hopin' all will turn right.
I lose each time.
I cry to sleep
because this fear run s deep.
I'm fearful.
I'm frightened
to be alone.
I've lost to
this fear of
being alone.
I need you now.
I need you near
because of this fear.
I want to feel
your arms 'round me
to cause the fear to flee.
I'm fearful.
I'm frightened
that I'm alone.
I'm dying.
I'm fading,
turning to stone.
Can't you see,
can't you hear
how much I need you near?
Can't you feel,
can't you tell
that I'm fighting with Hell?
I'm fearful.
I'm frightened
cause I'm alone.
I'm hoping
that I'll be
saved by someone.
But 'til then
I'm dying.
I'm fading to stone.
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