i wake up feeling sick as fuck.
but not sick like i have corona sick.
im depressed sick.
and if you have depression, you know
exactly what im talking about.
nauseous, just not quite nauseous,
anxious, like your heart is racing,
restless and unable to sit still
and its slightly difficult to breathe.
so todays gonna be one of those days, huh?
fantastic.
gotta find something to distract me for the day.
YOU ARE READING
idk if i can call this poetry
Poetrybook 2 this started out as just writing down my thoughts. poems, quotes and other random stuff. thats what this was supposed to be. instead, it had become a diary. a journal, almost. this is long lost lovers. this is heartbreak. this is one s...
