it's not just cold hands and feet,
or the wind making my stomach churn,
the unreasonable numbness of my brain,
or even, the burning questions from momentary irrationality.
impulse and anxiety is my common enemy.
In decision and regrets,
in coming seconds and suns from the sky,
them, are my nemesis in all my lives.
i wish they disappear even before they appear,
in my life, they control the wheels.
The never ending sorrows from earlier,
the pain of loneliness and uncertain future
haunts my motivation to live louder.
With my own efforts and understanding,
I hope to find love that's everlasting.
YOU ARE READING
MY POEMS
Poesía🍭These are poems that makes my anxiety and depression form into an ink staining my life and each paper that I take. Please do not copy unless you understand what you are taking away. 🌼
