Quietly, she cries.
Under the streetlamp spotlight...
A Poem About Anxiety
I do what I think is right...
Sometimes I feel that everything I touch turns to...
breaks in half and I’m reliving the past...
Life was always uneasy.
Each time I tumbled down...
All the Moms's and Dad's all came to the rescue...
(This is my first poem attempt, negative and...
We sit here in silence
watching the crows fly high...
Darkness falls, and it's time to be afraid,
Hiding under the covers, in a fortress she made...
That time again,
The time that keeps spinning...
Anger,Despair, Hate and Sorrow,
Flush them out of your bone marrow...
My head hurts
My stomach hurts...
When words spoken,
Reach another's ears...