Lately, I've also been quite restless,
Staring at the ceiling for hours, sleepless.
My eyes, swelling up for no reason,
My heart pacing a 100 mph.
Is breathing allowed?
Is crying allowed?
Can we get freedom from tomorrow's anxiety?
Can we forget yesterday pain?
I can no longer wait for the morning to come,
Just want to lock the door and run.
Sprint through the chilling night,
Run past it.
Is this just me, drained,gloomy?
Maybe tomorrow you'll see green leaves,cheering hello!
In me is an angelic devil, energetic,warm and dark.
So tonight,bare with me,black and blue.
YOU ARE READING
The Moon And Other Lovedrugs
Poetry"It's complicated" yet subtly simple. What happens when your teen love just can't be left and circumstances hit you rock hard? Thoughts pour into words and words draw poetry. And you,get an escape. And while you're at it, read "just a feeling" too...
