Stuck in place
On my bed
I am not able to raise my head
The pressure on my chest holds tight
I am too weak to put up a fight
I close my eyes once again
The darkness is my toxic friend
A few more hours
A little while longer
It's getting harder and harder
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PoetryI am just going to write some of my poetry in this, it's very personal poetry that may be triggering btw
