The terrifying, momentary, near possibilities that rip away my peace of mind
No one knows how it feels in this funny little brain
Or how my heart flutters at the mockery of the thoughts
I flip through music, movies or my ragged notes
Something that could interest me or drag away my focus
The torn fears and ripped feelings
I shy away and retune my mind to stop beating itself again.
YOU ARE READING
Sad poems
PoetrySadness is reality of every day. I was asked what inspired me to write this- My answer is some bad days and empathy, for I know I am not alone in this, and neither are you.
