When my anxiety kicked in
Everything became shallow
But not a hallow to feed
Standing up with my two feet
Parading up and down
Yet, feeling of being paralyzed and chained,
Keeps on revolving around me
Going to work a couple of times
Gulping a lot of pills to remain calm
As if all has been going well
Seeing many therapists made me even worse and more confused
A lot of qualms started popping up
Will I even make out of this thing Alive?
I mean looking at my future arriving at my destiny,
Before I could attain was heart-wrenching
Looking at this soul out of me
Being helpless, not moving, just tears
The pain clicked in
Seeing the inner me conk out like that
It became a trauma I couldn’t put up with any more
Drank pills and went to sleep
That was my last goodbye to my soul
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