my thoughts swirl inside my head,
deep and grey, a turbulent storm.
words, like leaves, scatter in the wind
spreading over the wasteland that is my mind.
my hopes thunder, my dreams bolt, crash down to the ground in an erratic display of wonder.
anxiety rains down, like a thick warm goo, drowning, choking, pooling in the ditches of my subconsciousness.
a wind blows through,
and like a serene lullaby,
all is calm again.
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Poems n Stuff
Poetrythis is just an ongoing collection of some of the poems I've made everything in this book is original and belongs to me, please don't copy my work
