Why do we worry?
It's as if we are always in a hurry.
I'm tired of always wondering what's next.
Of whether or not you'll send me a text.
I promised myself I wouldn't fall,
but all I hear is your call.
All I want is to feel your arms around me.
I worry that it never will be.
Everyone leaves eventually.
I can't walk next to you confidently.
Worry swirls inside my mind.
How can you be so Kind?
When will you leave?
I know I will be left to grieve.
You won't be sorry.
This is why I worry.
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Inside My Head -Short poems
ПоезіяCome, fellow readers, and writers. Take a seat, pour a cup of your favorite drink, sit back, relax and delve deep into the corners of this poetry collection. Including; Sonnets, Couplets, free verse and short, this book will have a variety to choose...
