TW: brief mention of suicidal thoughts
When I start to write these poems it feels different
Like I'm in control
I'm bad at talking about my emotions
But when I write
It's like my brain is a never ending steam of words
All rushing to get out
I write and write and write until my brain quiets down a little
Until it's not yelling anymore
My brain never shuts up
I don't think it ever will
I can't make it
But I like it better when it's quiet
Then I have less chance of actually killing myself
(23/5/22)
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A Glimpse Into My Brain
PoetryMy jumbled up brain written out in poetry Please read the note in the book before reading
