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anxieties hands grab round my neck
can't see them but i feel them what the heck

they squeeze tighter as i run for my breathe
i try get up but ive lost my strength

the pain and sorrow compels my chest
im fed up i need some rest

my thoughts censure my physical state
i cant control my breathing rate

what is it that causes this ache
is it my thoughts or people being fake

i lay here alone at 2am in bed
trying to deal with thoughts in my head

i can't control them life seems arid
my mental state unfixable my breathing rapid
~H1

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