Having depression and anxiety is a nightmare
It's where your happiness and sadness are soldiers in a inner war
It's where your scared of death but want to die
Where you love the feelings of razors and knives
It's cold to the touch and yet so warming
But your scared of what will happen next
For my skin will no longer be paper, for it shall be metal
For my skin will never feel the tears and rips within it
For the many cuts on my body, will be nothing compared to the inner battle wounds that I get
But it's okay, I'm use to drowning in my thoughts
For I never have time to learn how to swim
Because I'm to busy forgetting how to breath
And I would call for help but I don't know where everybody is
But maybe that's because I don't know where I am
For I am lost in a ocean of my own thoughts.
~shy
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Nothing And Everything (Poem Book)
PoetryHi! So this is my first book and I kinda suck at grammer so feel free to correct me on any mistakes. But I do try to put all my feelings and thoughts into what I write so I hope if you do read this that you like it. Also I add trigger warnings becau...
