Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
shanna-styleePoems
The bad feeling you had when you knew you should've stopped what you were doing.                           Nervous                        sick inside The bad feeling went  numb & you started to  panic                           .          .          . Maybe since then, you've felt the supreme nausea, and kept it secret no doubt. When no crisis occurs, are we all fools to feel relief? Is to be caught in the act not  the same thing? not as plain to see the answers lie within your soul perceived as instinct .
0
May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 9:44 PM UTC
MY STOMACH IS IN MY THROAT.
The bad feeling you had when you knew you should've stopped what you were doing.                           Nervous                        sick inside The bad feeling went  numb & you started to  panic                           .          .          . Maybe since then, you've felt the supreme nausea, and kept it secret no doubt. When no crisis occurs, are we all fools to feel relief? Is to be caught in the act not  the same thing? not as plain to see the answers lie within your soul perceived as instinct .
It wont go away..
#direction#prayer#mistake#on#a#feeling#reflection#gut#relying
shanna-stylee
Written by
shanna-stylee
May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 9:44 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem