This feeling of restlessness and urge haunt me, I feel like this is odd. It follows me everywhere and never departs from my life, it hits me like darts when I see this occurrence.
I must shelter my thoughts and never speak about it to anyone, I might get teased or even battered for this feeling.
Even when I get home it never departs, it just roams around me. Waiting for me to lose myself in this madness, I give up and let it free.
The feelings are stronger in this moment and it feels like I'm going convulse more to the point where it feels like I'm going to bruise myself, once I stop. I confuse myself in this event, I somehow miss this feeling of impulse and enjoyment.
The next day will be different.
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My Poems
PoetryThese poems are about my life, and what I went through. Sometimes I get a idea for a story and I write a short version of it in poem form. I hope you like it.
