"you're such a baby"
i'm dangling out of the pent house apartment window
my body stays there hanging on by a thread
rustling with the brisk wind
i fall 21 stories catching speed every millisecond
crashing down along with the weight of the world falling on top of me
i lift myself off the cold hard pavement and im finally able to breathe
after gasping for air for those 25 minutes that felt like 25 hours
they say
"you're such a baby"
anxiety.
that's my issue
we all have an issue, don't we?
people see my over analysis as debilitating
that i can't leave my comfort zone because i simply can't handle life.
they're wrong.
this is not who i am.
i have anxiety
i am not anxiety
i will continue to take the path that i want
following my own paved trail
while glaring life in the eyes
and grabbing it by the throat
every time i get back up after falling from that high rise building
all while hearing them say
"you're such a baby"
YOU ARE READING
after 1:44 am
Poetrya collection of poems all deeply written after the hour of 1:44 am. whether it be your anxieties or heavy thoughts late at night, they're all valid and true and deserve to be heard. our rawest thoughts are after dark, these writings prove that the...
