There's something stuck
Lodged in my throat making my
Whole body lose controlI feel it scream in the pounds
Of my heart
A steady stream of chaosI feel it in music
Of the thoughts
Of a mind that's gone
Brain deadAnd it's all because tiny
Invisible letters
Decided to take shelter
In my unspoken promisesI am breaking at the weight
Of something that was never done
Plans that fell apart
Along with every thing that held me togetherHow can it,
A single idea,
Make me come crashing down
First it is the small things
The awkward pauses
And stares that last forever
In a span of secondsEvery single one boiled into my skin
And I swear everyone can see
The giant marks my anxiety leaves on meThese scars that I try so hard to hide
Cause Pulling at my sleeves,
never realizing
That I glued them on
Twitching and gasping to be let free
Of something I caused to cover, the secrets.
The secrets I placed there with liesI watch in horror as my play comes
To a close
And all that is left are scared eyes
Memorizing every move I made
And I pray I can run faster
Then the pity that chases me awayConstantly confused why my brain was wired
This way
But if I try to think about too much
I get tangled in my own voices
A never ending trap of
My homemade webI have been driven crazy
By just the idea
That I am.
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For Just A Moment
PoetryMoments that don't have an end but for some reason I still put a period Poetry from a lost writer with a moments notice