Sometimes, I wish for someone,
To stand beside my restless mind,
To see the chaos beneath my smile,
To hear the words I never find.
But then I wonder, as shadows creep,
Does anyone deserve this weight?
The endless thoughts that twist and turn,
Anxiety that I cannot shake.
I'm a storm that never settles,
A mind that races without pause,
Overthinking every silence,
Questioning every cause.
I'm the fear of what could be,
The doubt that shadows every light,
I see a hundred ways to fail,
And none to make it right.
I'm the whispered words of worry,
That echo in the quiet night,
The tangled web of "what ifs,"
That keep me from the light.
I push them all away,
Afraid of what they'll see,
The turmoil that's inside me,
The parts that aren't meant to be.
I fear they'll see my darkness,
The cracks I try to hide,
And so I keep my distance,
Alone, with no one by my side.
For I am a burden heavy,
Too much for any heart to hold,
So I retreat into my silence,
Where the nights are long and cold.
Better to be alone, I think,
Than to let someone in,
For in the end, they'll leave me,
Once they see the storm within.
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Trapped in my own head
PoetryShe is an outcast. She finds it easier to express what she feels in the form of writing. Whether it is poems, letters or long texts. These are poems that she writes trying to describe how it feels to live with certain mental health issues, in a worl...
