Dear diary,
today I woke up feeling
so shitty as I never did before
- if that were true!
I felt this way for
quite some time now.
And I hoped,
now that I've found my
friends and family again,
that this will stop.
I hoped wrong.
I am trying so hard
every damn day,
but I feel almost
too scared to wake up,
because I know
some other day I will feel
as shitty as today.
As if someone is sitting on my chest
and I can't breathe.
Dear diary,
I think that's me.
YOU ARE READING
The Questions (and Answers, Maybe)
PoetryThis is a poetry book about questions I have on my mind almost all of the time. It's about poetry itself, my feelings, my points of view on some hard topics and more. It's very personal for me, but I know that many other people think about these thi...
