My heart is racing with its blood pumping but I'm just sitting down.
Voices raging but everybody is quiet now.
All eyes are on me but nobody is looking.
I'm scared but not frightened.
I'm doubting myself and stopped fighting.
I can't breath nor can I see but I try to think.
Think of a better time where happiness was still competing as an emotion that never skips a beat.
Think of a time where I could be anyone I wanted at will.
I try not to let the bitterness take the wheel but Its hard to stop what the voices say is real
Think of a time where I could breath and the voices where quiet.
Heart racing. Breath shaking.
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PoetryJust a collection of original poems written by me as well as elaborated thoughts. Swear its not bad. Maybe, idk. Some suggestive themes so fair warning.
