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i have anxiety
undiagnosed.

sometimes it feels like my head is stuffed with crumpled ***** of paper: the things I never said, the things I should have never said, the things that someone never said to me.

all of these things are written on every piece of paper
there are so many right now that no more would be able to fit
yet i can't stop thinking things, i can't stop saying stupid things, i can't stop wishing things.

i sigh I reach up to my forehead and i grasp my bangs
with my shaky hands and pull

i'm hoping one day when i do this
the top of my head will yank open
all of these crumpled pieces of thoughts
will pour out in a pile
on the floor
i will kneel down
and uncrumple each and every piece
i will read each one
until my head fills up again.
 May 2018 Broken Arpeggio
Ricotta
I
am
healing
but I don't want you to take off your shoes in my home yet

I
am
healing
but I'm still afraid of your touch

I
am
healing
but while I'm healing, you're burning like a broken electric wire, and while you burn you bloom

so yes, I am healing
slowly
trembling
feeling numb
but healing
When the world gives me pain.
When everything makes me insane.
When each & every effort goes into vain.
I recollect all the sweet memories
that I have captured in my brain.

When I get distracted from my goal.
When I lose hope and cannot stand tall.
When I deal with the things that cannot control.
I relive all the moments
that I have captured in my soul.

When anything I see is nothing but a lie.
When I can't unsee bad things no matter how hard I try.
When I am hurt so badly but I cannot cry.
I reimagine all the beautiful pictures
that I have captured with each eye.

When I see my world falling apart.
When nothing goes right whatever I start.
When my brain denies to take part.
I revisit all the lovely feelings
that I have captured in my heart.
In today's world we sometimes lose hope and then we need a refresh button kinda thing to restart our daily life. The moments captured in our pasts help us to restart everything.
Rhyme scheme a a a b ***
I have seen the darkness.
I have seen the light.
I have felt the calmness
And also remained uptight.
Out of all these feelings,
I have always loved delight.

I have been in solitude.
I have been in crowd.
I have shown some gratitude
And for that, I have also cried out loud.
Out of all these states,
Thankfulness has always been my attitude.

I have loved the summer.
I have loved the rain.
I have loved the winter
And drew smileys on window's pane.
Out of all these seasons,
Autumn is the season when
my pen does not stutter.

I have sung a song.
I have remained silent.
I have understood right or wrong.
And sometimes become violent.
Out of all these emotions,
Happiness is the one where I belong.

I have loved my father
I have loved my mom.
I have seen them moving farther
And heard the silences before the storm.
Out of the two...
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
We all make choices in our lives. Sometimes it is easy to choose but some other times you can't choose between two options when you love both the options equally..
If only you knew
the thoughts in my head
that make it difficult for me to wake up in the morning.
If only you knew
how fast my heart starts racing
being in a room full of crowded people.
If only you knew
how difficult it is
to reach out for help.
If only you knew
how heartbreaking it is
to be seen as a burden in society.
If only you knew
that I am no different from you
and I am deserving of as much love and respect
from you.
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