Fear piercing my veins

​Fear piercing my veins.
My lips quiver with anticipation,
Hesitantly I move forward
With the constant fear of damnation.

Fear piercing my veins.
Sweat stemming from my bodies heat,
I confidently glide past
Hoping they won’t see me as young meat.

Fear​ piercing my veins.
My inner voice cries,
Knees knocking together I push my chin up
And stare them straight​ in their surprised​​ eyes.

That’s right, I see you.



One Comment Add yours

  1. veins handle fears,, well sometimes…


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