"Sometimes i just can't do it. Even when I want to. Even when I do is doesn't come out at all how I wanted to and I'm just left with so many regrets. So many."
All eyes on me.
I think.
but I can't see them.
My vision glued to the soles of my feet.
Every move calculated.
Every word chilled onto the tip of my tongue.
All I want is for this moment to be done.
Paralyzed from head to toe,
Locked in place.
I would move if I had the guts to.
But they don't know that.
So I'm left alone, trapped in a body
That never belonged to me.
I'm merely the puppet with broken strings.Here's another one. This one focuses on anxiety. I hate school presentations and still do. Do any of you struggle with anxiety? And if you do, how do you get through it?
-Miss Yanxiet :)
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Screaming Into The Void
Poetry#1 in poetry :) #1 in free verse :) Have you ever felt like it was the end? Like today was just a bad day? That no matter how many times you believe that something can happen that it just might not? That no one gives a damn at all? That all you do...