6 in the morning. I haven't slept. These thoughts running through my head. Things I never said. Things I want to ask but never do. The thoughts get to much. To where the tears are flowing like a river. Where all these feeling and emotions hit me like a typhoon. Where it all gets to much. Memorys that'll haunt me forever. Feelings I can't express. The urges oh the urges. Calling you. Taunting you. As you are shaking, hyperventilating, panicking. Sleep deprived. Tired physically and emotionally. Feeling swarm you like a bunch of buzzing bees. I'm a jar of emotion I keep bottled up Because I don't want to bug you. Knowing you are going through enough. But this is how I feel.
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Poems. My storys into words.
PoetryMy poems. I'm not a professional, pretty far from it, these are really just my thoughts put into words.
