A broken wing
To hang a thing
To think a thing
Then become that thing
Only I can see
And the many people who live in me
Somethings fucking wrong with me
An open rip
My brain is nipped
Aliens have me microchipped
Where the blackness hung
Hung me there
Hung me in the wood somewhere
I will my mind to not betray me
From beyond the thoughts
White noise urging me
Eyes were watching me
My heart was chasing me
My breath was racing me
Live in me
To end this pain
Nervous bleeding in my brain
Dragged me back to somewhere and nowhere
Loved how the poem builds up along the way just like anxiety does – portrays the message very clearly! Very well written. Keep writing!
Social anxiety! Hellofa diagnoses ! Thanks for stopping by ❤
Very beautiful poem. Do keep writing and enjoy a fantastic weekend. 😊😊
Thank you aparnal12, you also ❤
Wishing you peace like a soft warm blanket of angel wings wherever you go.
Thank you JoAnna (:
Thanks a bunch! The acknowledgement means the world 🌎 to me ❤
more than welcome
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Powerful and well expressed. These are times of growing social anxiety.
Thank you for your kind words 🙏
I wish you serenity and most of all I wish you miracles. Stay sweet.
Thank you, ❤