i've come a full circle now,
that pain i've felt from years ago
has made its way to me again,
the heavy feeling of just quitting is lingering in my chest,
sinking deep into my stomach,
making me nauseous
and tired
and anxious,
and so disconnected and alone,
i'm surrounded by so many happy and energetic people
that it's sucking the life out of me,
and making me sick,
the thought of failing,
is making me miserable,
i wanted to force the life out of me
but it's burning me out,
i've been silently crying in the bathroom
and coming out like nothing happened,
hiding a bleeding palm behind my back,
as i force the positivity,
and just ask for a few band-aids.
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a hurricane of blues | poetry book 2 ✔
Poetry[ poetry and prose book 2 ] ❝you're so good at comforting others but who's comforting you?❞ a shelf of poems and proses containing the chaos and pain of heartache, loneliness, anger, grief, and sadness. s t a r t e d : f e b r u a r y 2 0 2 1 e n d...
