Heavy Fire

*About the worry that you’ll never be good enough for someone.*

My heart has been under heavy fire.

It feels like it’s time for me to expire.

There’s hopelessness every time you come near.

A sense of dread I can’t help but to fear,

A weakness that seems to consume my soul,

A worry you’ll leave my heart in a hole,

Like somehow I wouldn’t be good enough,

That you won’t see a diamond through the rough.

It feels like I’m in an endless nightmare,

And I’m stuck thinking if you even care.

And here you’re all I can ever think of,

Still the only one I could want to love.

Will this hell turn into heaven for me?

Or am I doomed to never be set free?

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