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May 2015
Anxiety is eating my insides
A hollowness screaming times moving fast
Lost in a soul of my own design
A story of glory then crash

How happiness sits still, doesn't sit right with me
This sickening that I feel, is beyond frightening

My mind's beating me in tides
Strung out on a string as bait
I am trapped in my own mind
My life is what's at stake

How beauty's no longer timeless,Β Β that ******* clock still spins
Addicted to being mindless. My tock before my tick
Parker
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Parker  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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   Natasha George
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