One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
Fi-
Or...
Was...
It
four?
Better
start
again,
being
safe..
One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
Five.
Six.
Seven.
Start
Again.
Counting.
Every.
Single.
Thing.
Here.
Cracks.
Wait?
How
long
was
that
there?
One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
Five.
Six.
Seven.
Scratching.
Poking.
Prodding.
Anxiety
makes
me
tick.
Breathe.
One.
Out.
Two.
Breathe.
Three.
Out.
Four.
Breathe.
Five.
Out.
Six.
Breathe.
Seven.
Haiku.
Seven.
Five.
Sev-
Five.
Seven.
Five.
Seven
Doesn't
Have
Seven
Freaking
Numbers
Crap.
That
was
six.
Need
to
revise.
Seven.
Six.
Five.
Four.
Three.
Two.
One.
In.
Out.
In.
Out.
In.
Out.
In.
Ignore
it.
But
I
Can't.
You
can.
But
I
simply
don't
have
the
strength.
I
just
can't
stop
ticking
right
now.
Help
me.
Gonna
drown
and
die.
Save
me.
Seven.
Six.
Five.
Four.
Three.
Two.
One.
Now
it's
too
late
to
save
me.
The
numbers
have
already
won
this
one.
Uhm so this is my first post on here, because I got accepted like two days ago. I know I'm trash btw, and all of my poems are super long. Sorry.