Afraid to Live…


A tepid existence.

Dead to life

and all its glories.


in dread.

Grappling with

a contorted psyche,

a mangled perception.

An egregious trepidation

assaults my soul,

which disintegrates

under the

corrosiveness of

untrammelled anxiety.

Repelled by life,

I am an emotional corpse.

Too afraid to experience

the vibrancy,

the spontaneity,

the love,

the joyfulness,

and the echo of laughter

that breathes life

into life.

Too afraid to live.

Too afraid to exist.

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