anxiety

By , casselberry, FL

I can’t live a day 
Without you at my side
Telling me things that may or may not be true

Yet somehow I believe you 
Why do you have so much control?
Am I weak? 

You are the voices in my head 
Convincing me 
I’m not good enough 

No one will love me 
You tell me that 
My heart is empty
 
It's sad how you’ve destroyed me 
Crying everyday isn't fun
I beg for it stop

My stomach drops 
I feel my heartbeat fast
Breathing becomes hard

Why must you do this to me?






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