Drowning in anxiety. sinking deep into despair. Trying so hard to diminish every thought i ever have. Wicked thoughts that make me want to burst out all the tears--- I've been holding since May-- They say it's good to let it out but I'm afraid if I do so. I'll find my broken bones scattered beneath the dirt because all this pain is just too damn much for me to handle
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AcakThoughts & Poems. Enjoy I guess I sunk my face into my palms. Trying so hard to let out these tears but I couldn't even breath. then i stopped to wonder. If that was what I really wanted. wouldn't everything be better if I wasn't breathing . Wouldn'...
