∆ Trouble ∆

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Oh my God,

I can't Breathe.

What am I doing?

What the heck is going on?

My head is hurting, my heart feel like it being squeeze.

New found anxiety blossoming within me.

I just want to disappear and no longer be real.

Maybe if I become invisible,

things might be different.

oh man,

I do not know what to do.

I just want to hide and never to be discover.

I don't want to worry about this or that.

I just want to feel free, and live without a worry.

I want to cry, but I want people to see.

I'm scare that if they do,

they'll know that I am weak.

So much weight on my shoulders,

My worries, my fears, my thoughts,

 are like poison. 

there is only one thing that I know.

I am in Trouble.


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