It's hard
Painful
Distressing
Disturbing
This feeling,
eerily silent.
I'm in pain
Dying slowly.
I want to be
how I used
to be. I'm getting
too tender.
I don't want to
change anymore.
It's too hard,
mentally exhausting.
Opening up my feelings
is like I'm letting my
guards down. My walls
are fallen already.
My new resort can
get me through a'ight.
I don't need this attention and
attachment, it's fucking with my head.
YOU ARE READING
My Feelings
PoetryIt varies Our response to everything, the way you feel about certain things and reasoning too🙂
