I haven't been sleeping well lately, i don't know if it's because of the lack of telling you goodnight or the light of my phone screen in my face while I tell myself everything will be alright. My eyes are closed but sleep never comes, like being stood up for a date you've waited weeks for. I guess it could be the fear of waking up to another morning if realizing that nobody would notice if I didn't get out of my bed.
I find it harder to get up and get going every morning. It's like I'm consumed by the unfathomable anxiety attack's over the fact that I'm just not as good as I once thought I was.
I can't let things go as easily anymore, people hurt me and I dwell on it before I finally let the feeling of loneliness consume me.
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The Words I Never Said
ПоэзияI started writing some of these poems in 2018 after homecoming of my sophomore year. I felt heart broken after being rejected but found an outlet for my pain after reading some poetry online. I began writing and found that I quite enjoyed doing it a...
