October 29, 2023
Despising the way my body runs stone cold.
Anxiety gripping me with all its strength to keep me controlled.
My body shaking uncontrollably as my mind completely implodes.
Anxiety making me wonder if I should've kept myself closed.
Trembling fingers tangling into my hair as I attempt to centre myself.
Anxiety reminding me over and over that we are oneself.
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Chaotically Organized
PoetryWelcome to my chaotic mind, expressed in free verse poetry that just down right sucks, however it is the process of expression and finding myself. From healing, to pain, to falling down again, to hoping to find myself. Chaotically organized and sh...
