A/N hey, so i was just laying on my bed trying to sleep when the inspo suddenly hit me. that's when i wrote this.
not anything impressive, but yeah.
hugging pillows
brewing coffees
touching rain
as the cold sprawled across the skin
fairy lights blinking warm
the angel all alone
snuggled in bed
looking for a mental rest
pendulum swung left and right
as the waiting for dawn went by.
YOU ARE READING
why am I closed like a cocoon?
PoetryThis book is filled by poems related to anxiety and depression. These poems are written by my personal experience. you are not alone in this. my apologies if my poems are triggering for you. warning: I'm not a professional writer just a teen amate...
