I am Afraid

I am afraid, afraid I will never be the same again.

I once dreamed of being a published poet, an award-

winning teacher who spent her life in the classroom

surrounded by students who love me. I am afraid

that what I began years and years ago will never

come to fruition. I am afraid that when I am gone

I will simply be gone, that no one will remember me.

I suspect that these words will reveal my panic, my fear

that no one will remember me when I am gone,

that my life will not be remembered. I am afraid.


One thought on “I am Afraid
  1. Are you kidding? Girl, you are unforgettable.

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