Distress
I feel like a mess
heart is racing
I breath but it's not pacing
My thoughts are spreading,
contagious
My eyes close
I see you
I breath
My eyes open
I read blogs
but my mind's just clogged
I wanna write
I have in spite
I can't breath
I need air
My thoughts wont stop
I'm just spacing
My life being drawn - tracing
It's pounding
I'm scared
Everything said was meant
I told you what words meant
and how much those hurt
My heart spoke
but why is it broke?
what did we say...
One finger,
hangs from a thread
that's all I have left
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