the fear comes in waves
one day i'm fine the next a fly scares me
i can't escape the beating of my heart or the racing of my mind
it's like i don't even know where i am anymore
it's so fast and frantic and then
it stops
i stop breathing
i stand still
i'm fine
i swear i'm fine
i feel like a thin piece of glass just waiting for a small rock to come and shatter it
i go on with my day with my life
and i smile
see? it's fine.
right?
YOU ARE READING
My thoughts are killing me.
شِعرI write poetry to get my mind to understand what the fuck is happening in my head. Don't read them. they are pretty shitty.
