(Very short poem here)
How do you open your eyes in this haze?
Where nothing happens and there's no escape
Silence feeds the sickness you feel
Spinning into an empty space
From the silence in an anxious vacuum
Full of silent disappointment again
YOU ARE READING
So Real
Poetry'I'm used to not being a lot of things' This is a poetry collection exploring the complexities of modern teenage mental health, especially for teenage girls. There is a balance of dark and uplifting poems and some personal ones too, including topic...
