Poems about scared


№ 1210466

Scared, is someone there?

So scared that I do not know if I should run
Or if I should be still

Will my body even listed if I try to move
Will my pounding heart pump enough blood
For me to be able to escape

So scared that I feel like this is the night
I will be dying

Will my body take me through this fear
Will it listen and hear what I hear
Is this what will kill me

So scared that the only thing I wanna do
Is to find you
Be with you
See you
Feel you
Have your arms around me

But tonight I dont have you
Tonight I am alone
Tonight I am scared


Author: Emma S
Date: 07/04/2020

№ 1207559


I scream in all caps

My words are lost
In a sea of rage

Is this the country
That men have died for
A country divided
A country broken

Are we to pass this on
Is this our legacy
Are we falling apart
Is this our downfall

Life has suddenly become too short
To worry about things like money
This time is broken and fractured
And it will not heal itself

We are fire and smoke
And lightning and thunder
We have become the beginning
Of a bitter end


Author: Birdcaller
Date: 04/04/2020

№ 1205260

I'm scared I'm gonna die as lonely as I feel.

I shouldn't feel this way,
All lack of social skills,

I'm gonna get on my knees,
Would you kick me in the face please?

It'll make all my words sound like poetry.
But all words fall like teeth.

die,  feel,  gonna,  lonely,  scared.

Author: Anonymous
Date: 02/04/2020

№ 1198886

Little Scared Soldier

The barrel rested
Between his eyes,
Against his nose.

His eyes were closed.
He never dared to breathe.
He just listened.

With every shot,
Earth shattering boom,
He winced.

The bodies of brothers
Friends and strangers
Surrounded him in bits.

And in one weak moment
Of prayer,
Of desperation,
He wanted his mother.

And the last thing he heard
Was the shot meant for him.

scared,  soldier.

Author: Kayleigh Emma Morgan
Date: 27/03/2020

№ 1197984

Scared (10w)

I'm scared to lose him.

But not enough to stay.


Author: Deelightful
Date: 27/03/2020

№ 1192076

Sweet, but scared.

The way sunshine looks good on you,

The way words escape your mouth, even if it's just a few,

The way you touch me,

Sometimes causing me blindness,

It's hard to see,

The way I stammer,

The way you are harsh,

Like a hammer,

The way I naturally back into corners,

You are tough,

I am not strong enough,

You are my opposite,

Yet, you seem familiar to me.

The way I fear talking to you,

Afraid to turn you blue.

The way I am to shy to fully give myself to you,

In fear of being turned away.

Not taking the right cue.

scared,  sweet.

Author: Gailyn Bybee
Date: 21/03/2020

№ 1187978


At this point in my life
I am frightened

I've been out of work
For two months
Because my strength
Just doesn't add up

These attacks that I have;
I could have at any time
So what if I am alone
When the episode hits?
I'll be alone to endure it

I fear going back tomorrow
Because it's been so long
And the progress I've made
Has been so small
But at least I am climbing
That mountain
And not rolling out of control
Towards the bottom

I go to sleep tonight
And I am scared of my future
Or if I will ever truly be able
To lead a normal life

This isn't my choice
But more as a curse
One that sends me to a specialist
One that can and probably will
Hospitalize me

I'm afraid
But I'm going to be strong
I will go back tomorrow
And give it my all
And if I should fail
If I should fall
At least I'll know
It couldn't have been helped


Author: Katherine Laslie
Date: 18/03/2020

№ 1186376


In youth we all feared the dark,
Monsters hid in it,
Our parents, armed with flimsy night lights would banish these monsters,
And we'd be saved, protected by the illuminating beams.

In youth we all feared the dark,
Odd sounds and creaking frightened us,
Our parents, prepared with stories of heroes would silence the sounds,
And we'd be saved, reassured by the knowledge there's always a hero to help.

As my aged self I fear the dark,
I'm now the monster hidden in it,
No small, cheap light to banish their screaming voices,
No one to save me with their incorruptible light.

As my aged self, I fear the dark,
The screeching voices of guilt and regret frighten me,
There are no stories to protect me,
No stories to assure me of a day they'll be silenced.

dark,  scared.

Author: Jack
Date: 16/03/2020