Afraid of getting old ...

Everyone around me wants to change, wants to evolve,
While I'm just sitting about all day afraid of getting old,
Afraid of my insides eroding, slowly wasting away,
I try so hard to block these thoughts but they slowly have there way,
The world is changing and it's a scary place to be,
And that's why I'm so thankful to have my boyfriend here with me,
A hand to hold when things get tough, when I hide away in bed,
These thoughts they creep inside, and he'll wipe my tears instead.

Poetry by Melissa Ormond
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Written on 2016-12-04 at 02:15

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Ann Wood The PoetBay support member heart!
Beautiful poem so true

you always learn something by getting older

Getting old isn't, so bad, take it from one who knows! Your boyfriend sounds a gem.

ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
So good to be reading , your work again , Melissa.
Getting older , is not so bad. Each day , adds something to look back on and write on those , many expreances.
ken ;) :)