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  Jun 2019 O
Mitch Prax
You only miss me
when you want to miss me and
it's taking its toll

9:15 PM
  Jun 2019 O
Nazrana Kalil
You fill me to the brim
Like coffee on a Sunday morning.
Ive always loved that about you, you never gulped, you never rushed.
You paused inbetween, inhaling the brewed coffee beans.
You dipped into the cup with love and wonder,
Always took little sips to make the feeling last longer.
  Jun 2019 O
ting is
your           life
thro             ugh
a ne           edle
and         if
you sew
  Jun 2019 O
it feels amazing to let go
when the hand you held onto
was covered in thorns
  Jun 2019 O
I'd set fire to the air you breathe
so you can burn with every
O Jun 2019
You tell me I move too fast
I think you're stuck in the past
Wishing I were yours
Yet I'm still sore
Sore from your words
All of your verbal abuse
How could I ever find love for you
When all that is, was
And I've packed my bags for good
You had the chance to stop me
With just one word
It's been a while since we talked
And I still dream of you
Funny how you're always grey
In a world full of color.
I just think we had an unrealistic view of who we were as people. Treat your next one right..
O Jun 2018
Things that should be long forgotten.

They roam through the hallways of my mind,
Scratching on doors and knocking on walls,
Trying for attention of any kind,
I rub my temples and put down my head,
I try to focus on lighter thoughts,
But here I am drowning again,
In the confines of my panic box.

(Deep breaths, they say)
Where they chain themselves to stay,
(Count back from ten)
The ghosts of memories sink their claws in.

Things that should be long forgotten,
Yet the world triggers them again and again.
I have never been diagnosed with anything, I would hate to say that I have a condition that I don't. I am scared though, I am very strong willed and feel I have the strength to get through anything, but I do have triggers and people can see it on my face when it happens. I have to leave if it's visual, I have to change subjects if it's verbal. My hands sweat and my body shakes. My heart pounds and my head races. For moments I can't even comprehend whats going on and I immediately go back to the bad place and I start to panic. I try not to inconvenience anyone with my problems but sometimes it's too intense for me to handle. I project how I feel onto the people I say I care about and I just don't think that's fair.
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