It's 1:44 a.m.
When I realize
I am so broken
That I need
You
To help hold me together
Until I can stand on my own again
I don't want to do this alone anymore
I can't
YOU ARE READING
Thought Spiraling
PoetryFree verse poetry about Anxiety, anxiety attacks, depression, insecurity, dealing with trauma, and dysfunctional relationships.
