Shaking hands and drooping eyes
Is it excitement or fear or maybe some mangled conglomeration of both that has me on top of the world and plummeting downward all at once
Sensitive stomach and tingling skin
It is a change to feel things so strongly but is it good or bad or an indecipherable mess of everything I keep buried away
Bitten nails and bloody lips
Everything is so muddled I want it to end or do I maybe this is better than being numb but it's terrifying as well
Torn thoughts and shaky words
I can't make sense of it all but I don't know where to start or if it is worth sorting through the chaos or perhaps I should ride it out and wait for the preordained end
- starr
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Starfall (Poetry)
Poetry"Maybe all one can do is hope to end up with the right regrets." - Arthur Miller A messy collection of poems written in my formative years. 2016 - 2018 ~~~ Trigger warnings may apply to some of these. Completed
