A thousand questions plague my mind
But none are worth asking
No one would answer
I'd be yelling into the void, expecting something
Instead to be met with disappointment
Life feeds on desperation
The small glimpses of happiness
Overshadowed as stress and anxiety build
What if I'm too happy?
A question slipped.
YOU ARE READING
Heart & Soul Poetry
PoetryJust some random poetry from the depths of my mind. Read if you want. I will say there might be some triggers, so be cautious.
