Shitty teenage poems filled with angst

Sadness

Tragedy is entwined in
my ribs and anxiety
Is wrapped around my crooked spine.

The hollow of my chest
is filled with doubt and
my collarbones snapped
under the weight of my expectations.

My lips burn from everything
left unsaid and my eyes see nothing
but my own regret.

How do you feel when
sadness runs through your veins
and has found shelter in your broken heart.