that pain in the pit of your stomach
and the fast beating of your heart
match the feeling of your tears
and your soul tearing apart
with so many questions
and so little answers
you lay in bed
insomniatic
and with so many hours
of facing the ceiling
you wonder why
you worry about it.
YOU ARE READING
A Collection of Poems (Publishing)
PoetryExplore my entrance from adolescence into adulthood as I experience internal struggles such as depression and social anxiety, as well as awkward situations and first loves. It's gonna be shit show.
