everything is moving so fast.
so so fast.
i need to take a breather
collect my thoughts.
remind myself of what is important,
who i am,
find myself again..
but the due date for work is tomorrow
and there is chaos in my home,
in my heart.
everything is moving so fast
even my anxiety happens in slow motion.
i can't keep up.
hold up..
i can't keep up..
YOU ARE READING
Escapism
Poetryit's better to write your thoughts down than voice them to deaf ears that lead to uninterested hearts.
