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So consumed by my own fear and doubt

Everything he says and does pointing to a 

Lack of loving me

Fulfilled not at all as I thought to be in this marriage

Caught it seems in a quicksand trap

One into which I can feel myself rapidly sinking

Not as carefree as I used to be

I drown in sorrow that I am just a freak who will never measure up

Damned by my own insecurity

Everyday I hurt more and more

Never believed life and love could go this very wrong

Captured his heart then I gained weight and shame

Endless shame when his finger points at me in blame

I cry all the time now

Seems sometimes as if I'll never stop

Searching but still have't found a solution to my woes

Useless I'm starting to think to even try

Evil thoughts grip and take hold

Should I or should't I be the ulimate coward?