Poetry | In the end, I was just scared

I think I was scared when

I stopped picking up the phone

To my friends.

I think I was scared when

The exams came and I lost

Interest in life.

I think I was scared when

I went to those parties and

Drank like that.

I think I was scared when

I slept with those men I

Didn’t like.

I think I was scared when

I worked in those cruel jobs

And said I was fine.

I think I was scared when

I drank even more when he

Died, and then lied.

I think I was scared when

I took the prescription pills

And didn’t cry.