♥ Dedicated to tyuulips for inspiring me to write this poem. ♥
Hands shaking. Palms sweating.
Her mind crashes down and thoughts are splitting.
Can she do it?
Can't she walk out of her room and socialize, for just a bit?
The answer was clear, she couldn't do it.
Hesitantly walking towards her door but stops, she doesn't want to feel pain, no more.
Her breath hitches as she slumps and sits on the floor.
No matter how badly she wanted to, her heart beats fast, almost exploding.
People glance at her, judging.
She couldn't even be outside enjoying the sunlight, the cool breeze and life.
She was traumatized by things she couldn't forget no matter how hard she tried.
What was truly holding her back?
Her heart? Her mind? Her clammy hands?
She never stole anyone's spotlight, even she's afraid to just stand.
Or is it the bravery that she lacks?
Maybe is it because all this time, no one has ever had her back?
She just felt solicitous, apathetic and weak.
She's fatigue, you could see it, she weeps every night.
Soaking her pillows, curled up in her bed, dimming the lights.
"I fear those judging eyes. "
"They're watching as if my vessel is where a demon lies. "
Save her please, someone, anyone, anything.
Her 'anxiety' being the mastermind behind everything.
- 30.08.19 -
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The Chaos In My Mind
PoetryTo everyone wondering what the hell is happening in my head. All these poems were written after i remembered, Remembered the pain I've been through, Reminded of how cruel this world was, Thinking I needed to let it out. I was once a little girl...
