Im currently rocking back and forth,
Where im sitting on my bed,
I just keep swaying,
Just keep rocking,
Im also scratching alot,
Just keep scratching at my skin,
So many wounds and marks,
But i cant stop scratching,
My nose is runny,
Full of snot,
I cant get it to stop,
My eyes are burning,
Burning and leaking,
Why dont they stop,
Why cant i silence the problems,
I dont want to do this anymore,
But something wont let me stop,
Is this a new form of torture,
I think it is.
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Anxiety Wants To Be Depression
PoesíaYou know those things you hear or maybe the things you think, Well those things have joined together, They wanted to be clear, Can you deal with this? They know u can't. Anxiety wants to be Depression don't you think? Fight it, But how, Fight it no...
