the fear of fucking up

what happens if i run out

what if this waterfall of hope
dries out

suddenly

what if I can't pick him up
the next time

and there will be a next time

these seizures
these body quakes

these brain fuckers

mind melters

Its like a glacier that melts and releases all his insecurities all at once

it blinds him to truth

makes him desperate

makes him mean
and lonely

vulnerable

and vicious

all at once

what if I can't find the purest sweetest memory of what he truly is

what if I can't show him right when he needs it most

if i can't

he's dead

my world is shattered

and the whole world loses a beautiful soul without ever saying thank you