I can't keep my body from moving
it's more than a twitch nor it's just tingling
I can't steer my thoughts away from bleeding
begging for sanity, for I find afterlife appealing
it's a rush of blood that controls everything
and guess there are neurons, i can't manage controlling
there's a part of me doing positive thinking
even though I'd find eternal sleep comforting
a short sleep could do a bit soothing
but we know my thoughts are with making it lasting
a/n: i later realize i sometimes overdo the rhyming words but at the moment i'm writing them, finding rhyming words soothes me and looking back i know it's a mistake and work on it so i think it's fine to publish ones like this. the overdone rhymes also replicate the feeling of anxiety when the thoughts don't stop coming and repeating so that's also a thing i guess? i hope you're liking these :)
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Poetrysome byproducts of my mental health state. abstract and surreal some stories some real paintings and illusions mostly with a creepy feel i think there must be like a few love poems too? idk tw: (some direct some not) mentions of death, blood, burnin...
