Anxiety
On extremely good days it's only a slight headache and a small churning in my stomach.
On normal days thoughts come exploding, scattering broken pieces of my clean and happy thoughts. Waves crashing around in my insides only intensify as I choke back the tears that threaten to spill. All this topped by the fact that I must resist the urge to throw up on the crazed mess that I am in.
But I look fine...
Happy...
Okay...
Despite the fact that I look happy my guts are screaming for me to let go but I can't .
There's so many thoughts, I can't keep my composure.
I feel like dying but
I feel like living.
Why is it so HARD
I FEEL LIKE I'M GOING INSANE!
WHAT IS WRING WITH ME?!
WHAT IS BROKEN?!
WHAT DO I HAVE TO FIX?!
WHAT IF I CAN'T FIX IT
I WANT SOMEONE TO HELP ME!
WHY CAN'T YOU HEAR ME SCREAMING
"I WANT TO BE FIXED"
"HELP ME"
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How are you feeling today?
Poetry!!Warning!! Triggering and disturbing themes involving cutting, bipolar and suicide On many occasions my thoughts would run wild. 'Stab again' They'd say 'Stab into your side and drag the knife along to the other' They don't scare me. Should I be sc...
