I feel as if I should feel
okay, that nothing in the world
should be able to disrupt
this calmness
that currently suffocates me.
At this moment
everything is perfect.
Nothing is wrong.
Nobody has broken my heart
and the people that I want to love me,
love me right now.
The perfect moment.
What if I mess it up?
What if this comfort is only temporary
and I become too accustomed
to its safety?
that when it is finally ripped away
I will never be able to
recover.
I am scared now.
I am frightened.
I am full of this anxiety
that will not let my heart
calm its beat,
how do I breathe?
I forgot how to breathe
Those who love me
will break my heart,
it is only a matter
of time.
I know it.
Nobody stays
Nobody believes in forever.
This is the calm before the storm,
and I am forming and creating
my own deadly
disaster.
YOU ARE READING
A Book of Words That Never Seem To Be Enough
PoetryA book filled with words that I thought made sense, but they never seem to be enough. *warning* emotional, messy, raw and full of sadness (sometimes a little happiness here and there) I hope you give my words a chance, maybe they'll be enough for yo...
