I'm scared to think
To think about what I will do
When I finish this book
These poems
These poems that mean so much to me
Are my outlet
These poems
These poems are my way
My way of controlling my emotions
But what will happen when I stop
Will I go back to my old, bad habits
Will all the mental process I made, recede
When I put down my pen
Will I go open the fridge
Will I pick the scissors back up
Maybe I will
Fall back down
Down the rabbit hole I started to climb
But maybe I can make it
Up to the the mainland
Up where the rest of my peers are
YOU ARE READING
My Book of Poems
PoetryHello, I'm not going to lie. I suck at conversations, especially if I have to introduce myself. This is partially what I write about. You see, I write when I freak out. I write when I can't deal with being myself. So I hope you will take a look into...
