sometimes it's even hard to breathe,
the scary world holds your neck and suddenly freeze.
you stuck in that moment unable to let go
you and only you to blame as everyone say so.
YOU ARE READING
FEELINGS UNDRESSED
Poetrywhen tears rolled I dropped them on a piece of paper and wrote them in words. These are some of the pain converted into poetry.
Existence.
sometimes it's even hard to breathe,
the scary world holds your neck and suddenly freeze.
you stuck in that moment unable to let go
you and only you to blame as everyone say so.