a hyperactive mind
where i can't choose one thing to think about
except i try to juggle all one million thoughts
on a tightrope
and the person watching me
is me
...
anxiety stunts u
it ties you up to your bed
and squeezes tears out of you
breathing becomes a hard thing to do
when the only thing you want to do
is run
...
where is my happy place
where is it that i find peace
a place where my anxiety can cease to exist
a permanent relief
a sanctuary of nature and sunlight
accompanied with a breeze
that brushes my hair behind me
that caresses my cheek with a kiss
...
i'm repeatedly apologizing to everyone in my head
i'm sorry i'm sorry i'm sorry
for what
sorry for you
sorry for me
sorry that you have to put up with me
sorry that i need you to stay in my life out of selfishness
sorry that i couldn't be a better person to you
sorry for all the worrying i've caused because i can't simply hide my anxiety
...
i want to run and leave it all but
i'm also too scared to leave it all
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Poetry-Poetry -Quotes -Scenarios -Imaginaries -A piece of my heart ( and limb ) -A key to my inner most disturbing thoughts -The passage to my sanctuary Still want to enter? Good luck, I'm currently undergoing a mission to finally understand the wilde...
