I have this feeling,

That I am useless,

Deep in my bones,

Tired and ruthless,

It's a cold thing,

These doubts and dreads,

But it's an old thing,

That haunts my head,

There is no way to erase,

The fear,

That is written across my face,

My dear,

No way to hide it,

Deep and away,

No way to save it,

For a rainy day,

Anxieties that come in waves,

Like an ocean,

Crashing over me,

Drowning in emotions,

That I can't control,

It makes me feel weak,

And scared,

But there's nothing  I can do,

No way it can be repaired.