You think that
I am okay alone
When really
It threatens to kill me
Like a vice
Around my neck
Cutting off my breathing
I don't like being ‘
All alone,
No one around,
No one too help
But yet.
In order to punish me
For what I did wrong.
I get pushed in too
This hole of silence
One that threatens
Too break me down
YOU ARE READING
ØVERTHINKING
PoésieØverthinking leads tø fear. Fear leads tø anxiety. Døn't knøw what's inside øf me. F A L L I N G Everyøne has their demøns. Søme møre than øthers. These are mine
