Is it weird that I miss crying Like crying because of a good movie a sad novel a soulful song or perhaps because it hurts so bad that all you can do is cry and I miss it because now I just feel so numb
Waking up to a heavy chest My body begging me to sleep again And my anxiety begins the second I realize I'm alive I'm trying to learn to function With all of this negative energy inside me I know it'll pass and I know it'll get better But right now it hurts I feel unloved Unloveable I feel lost inside myself A place I can't stay too long Before I lose my mind I can tell myself I'm worth it and That my worth isn't defined by others And it works for a bit Until something else comes up and My heart loses its energy And I either feel like giving up Or ready to fight everyone
I’d rather write than speak My pen is always responsive My ink doesn’t judge my mistakes My paper doesn’t argue My lines never cross me My sentences never disappoint And my words will never leave me