Petals blossom in a field of love,
do you know the feeling?
It burns to stay away,
it stings to let go of a hand
or watch them leave.
The heave, breathlessness
of anxiety upon abandonment
gets you rushing in the head.
A drunkenness to put your senses in a twist, messing up your surroundings.
To love is to give comfort, possibilities
and a sense of control in situations.
It has no place for verbal abuse out of
mood swings from depression.
A bad day brought on by dark thoughts
and memories causing nightmares.
Lurking demons in your brain,
I know the way it feels to be haunted.
I am greeted by ghosts of the past.
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Sad Girl
PoesíaPoetry from a sad girl Ranging from love to heartbreak, happiness to sadness and feeling low to depression and so on. I hope people find that they can relate to what I write and by taking in the words that they find healing. All Rights Reserved Cop...
