Kinda dizzy,
Head is spinning,
I'm feeling stressed and very depressed,
And anxiety and ADHD,
Have got me pressed,
Things just aren't making sense,
No sense of myself or pressure in my chest,
I'm anxious, but fine,
I'm crying but I'm ok,
I'm tearing myself apart inside and my demons are nowhere to be found,
I do this to myself,
And I blame
Them,
Really I just don't know how to express this,
Scatterbrained, and feeling it,
Reeling in my fish and then,
Sinking,
I drown inside myself,
She got me thinking I'm too much for myself
I lick my wounds, and then make more,
I pour like ink my emotions to the pages,
To bring some semblance of sense to my senses
But I burned those nerves,
I want to rage at the world and strike mountains like lightning,
And crack the trees,
And watch the world quake beneath my feet,
To be revered like a herald, an oncoming storm,
An everpresent force of sheer fucking will,
I want all this
And I lay here, soaking in my misery,
Wishing life could be different,
What am I to do when I persecute myself?
Who else can I go to if not myself?
I'm numb, to my core, and I try to force tears that do not come,
And so to my silence I submit.
YOU ARE READING
immortal thoughts
PoetryA collection of my poems and feelings. The best and worst parts of myself open for the world to view. I cut myself open on these blank pages and show the inner workings of my mind.
