Fear
Anxiety
Depression
Tossing and turning in this bed,
Crying and praying for me to be dead.
My head is spinning with dangerous thoughts,
I'm hoping and praying for an emotional drought.
The pain in my heart won't seem to fade,
Everyday I hide behind this happy facade.
Every night I always seem to dread,
Laying and crying in this lonely bed
YOU ARE READING
A world of emotions
PoetryThoughts I get,just emotions i guess. May get depressing,so..if u cant handle well..dont read,or do? I cant control ya.
