My heart is pitch black.
Emotionless, empty, and alone.
My mind is a deep blue.
Depressed, anxious, and afraid.
My body is blood red.
Furious, regretful, and hurting.
His eyes are chocolate brown.
Hopeful, trusting, and dependable.
His hair is a light chestnut.
Comforting, warm, and safe.
He makes me feel like a fiery red.
Joyful, shy, and whole.
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Poetry
PoésieA short poem about anxiety. I've been struggling with it for a while, but recently it has only gotten worse.
