the top of my cradium expands
as my brain becomes hollow,
releasing bad memories and thoughts
from every corner and wall.
i could see so many hands
dragging me and begging me to follow,
wrapping me up into knots
that have kept me from trying at all.
this anxiety,
this feeling,
this pressure in my mind
that has been stuck with me
for all my life,
i want it to end.
but i don't know when it will.
Jan 24, 2018
Jan 24, 2018 at 12:39 PM UTC
the top of my cradium expands
as my brain becomes hollow,
releasing bad memories and thoughts
from every corner and wall.
i could see so many hands
dragging me and begging me to follow,
wrapping me up into knots
that have kept me from trying at all.
this anxiety,
this feeling,
this pressure in my mind
that has been stuck with me
for all my life,
i want it to end.
but i don't know when it will.
what it feels like when i get anxiety.
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