On edge day to day
Hormone fluctuations making the spiral worse
Going down the rabbit hole of what ifs
And more
Spiraling to no avail
Till deep slumber takes me under
But even then it may continue
Wake up feeling even worse
Every day you wonder
What if the decisions I made previously be the opposite route?
Would I still ended up in a care taker roll till they passed?
Or guilt eat at me till I'm no more?
Find distractions to not spiral to a psychotic breakdown
To find hope and peace with my thoughts
Try to run away from the negative be positive
But too much pushing of positive breaks me
It makes me wonder when the next shoe will drop
Terrible news to show
Or for my face to break from showing I'm okay even when I'm truly not.
Deep down
I don't think I'll ever be okay
Until the spiral ends
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Internal Woes
PoetryPoetry that contains life experiences. childhood trauma, a woman battling anxiety and depression. Thank you if you choose to read this. If it's triggering to you it's okay to not continue reading. Your mental health matters.
