Poetry dump

Issues

Something seems wrong,
my panic takes shape.
It's never felt so strong...
yet so fake.

It's gonna take time,
and a couple of tears.
But we might just be fine
in a year.

How come you're so kind,
you're so full of light...
You're a blessing to find,
hold on to tight.

I'll work through my issues,
can't run any longer.
May have been misused...
Now I'm stronger.