Scared To Think...

I sit here, alone - with thoughts of you,
Sometimes confused - of what to do.
My mind has doubts - I can't deny,
So, I lay alone - alone to cry.

I feel my life - slip out of my hands
I feel all the stumbles - between the stands.
Tears drop down - after every blink
So, I long for distraction - I'm too scared to think.

When you're here - and by my side
I allow concentration - I no longer hide.
But when Solitude approaches - and catches me here,
I yearn for voices... for Silence, I fear...

I'm lost in the craving for conversation.
Vulnerable to time - overwhelmed by sensation!
I look to find - a bonding link.
Afraid of my thoughts - too scared to think.