Little Hummingbird
You flutter around
Your trying not to starve
So you won't hit the ground
And you take from flowers
And you can't return the favor
Cause when you offer
They reject help without waver
Little Hummingbird
Your thoughts move fast like wings
And you can't slow down
So you obsess over things
And the thoughts weigh down
The flowers start to die
You try to sing out
But no one hears your little cry
YOU ARE READING
This Is The Sad Part
PoetryA selection of poems I've written that represents my experience with depression, anxiety, and other mental health issues.
