crying
my breath is hitching
and I'm starting to not be able to breathe,
it's like my emotions are taking over,
and there is nothing I can do.
tears soon stain my cheeks,
begging to be noticed
my emotions are tethered,
maybe too much,
but maybe this,
the effect of holding into much.
a.b.
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𝐀 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑
PoetryThis is my story- told through the thoughts I couldn't keep inside. A collection of moments, feelings, and truths I've learned to face and finally accept. These poems are pieces of me, shared for anyone who needs to feel less alone. If you're readin...
