"My Favorite Summer Shirt" is a poem about my fears and how I live with them every day- How I cover them up and continue to live with them.
They said fear does not make you who you are
It’s you who makes up your fears
But my fears are creepily crippling me from the inside
Slowly, quickly trying to wear me down
I hide my fears by wearing it like my favorite summer shirt
The hint of black and blue and white and gray
My fears hide themselves by acting like it’s something I’ve braved upon
Something that I can proudly wear, no matter the occasion
My fears are my binding bed while I try to eat courage as my breakfast
No one will ever know how hard to battle getting up when your legs are shaking down
And no one will ever know how harder it is to sleep peacefully when your mind is shouting back
It’s scary, eerily scary
But my fears are like my favorite summer shirt, like I said
Who cares about the freezing cold of winter when you’re dead cold inside?
The fall represents my fears of endings, while my springs are my fears of new beginnings
And yet, I still wear them whole year round
My favorite summer shirt will turn ragged and dirty in the days to come
But the thing about this shirt of mine is that it will always hold a lot of memories
Maybe not the best of it but the nightmares in my daydreams
This shirt is my fears that scarred me for life, may outgrow, but will never be forgotten
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