Poems

Scattered

Everything is scattered.
My brain don't turn off.
I sit, i lay, i overthink.
Scattered.
My anxiety rises so much.
My depression it's there always.
My scattered brain.
My mind its Scattered.
My dreams are scattered but i don't dream anymore i just see darkness.
My Scattered mind.
Scattered.
Everyone says its okay.
Its not okay.
Im to scattered.
Scattered life, scattered dreams, scattered mind.
Will the scatterness ever stop?
I need it to.
Ill he okay i remind myself i say to myself the scattered will stop.
Scatter says otherwise .
Scattered.
As i lay in bed with the scatter running in my head i wonder will it stop.
Scattered.