I can't think of anything
But my body sags
As the weight of my problems
Crushes me into feeling numb.
My soul has no energy
The tears have long stopped.
I just want silence,
Time to heal my aching heart.
The boom of sounds
Makes me want to wail,
Tear my hair out,
Yell for the silence I so crave.
Instead I just sit with a bland face
Eyes watering for just a little less noise.
Alas, they rise
Creating waves of nausea
Trembling throughout my body.
My heart can't heal.
My soul can't weep.
My body can't move.
My mind can overthink.
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The Unexpected
PoetryA collection of poems about my life, my feelings, my thoughts, basically about me. It's the things I don't ever speak of but write down instead. Warning: some poems may trigger you so read at caution A/N: They're not the best since I just write them...
