I burst in laughter but sometimes in tears
Stupid when I'm happy,
Crazy when I lash out
My soul is on flames
And my body sweats nonstop
If you don't know my name
then let me spell it out
I'm pain P-A-I-N
P for every panic attack I get when everything drags me down
A for the anxiety I feel with the reasons that remained unknown
I for the illness I assume that I've diagnosed to myself thanks to my overacting attitude
And N for nightmares I've experienced because all my life it has been that way
YOU ARE READING
Broken Pieces Of A Mirror
PoetryThis is a book of poems about the broken souls and the weary hearts. The one's who seeks for revenge and the one's who want to voice their hatred and judgements. The one's who are afraid, frustrated, disappointed and felt worthless.
