Oct 2017
Here we are yet again,
Nights that never seem to end.
I'm laying there wide awake.
Still wondering about what mistake,
I made.
Part of me wishes you'd return my texts.
Another wants to meet your face with my fists.
The struggle between whats right and wrong is so real.
I'm not sure what exactly I'm supposed to feel.
Anxiety, Depression and Emotional Distress.
Has all left me in such a mess.
I just want to know...
..where did I go wrong?
Nights that never seem to end.
I'm laying there wide awake.
Still wondering about what mistake,
I made.
Part of me wishes you'd return my texts.
Another wants to meet your face with my fists.
The struggle between whats right and wrong is so real.
I'm not sure what exactly I'm supposed to feel.
Anxiety, Depression and Emotional Distress.
Has all left me in such a mess.
I just want to know...
..where did I go wrong?
This is rather short. Past week or so I've gotten little sleep. Thoughts of my ex still plague me before I try and sleep and I only end up getting a handful of hours of sleep at best each night, most times I'm lucky to get two hours. I just need to figure out how to get over this *******. Is it Anxiety? Depression? PTSD? I'm not sure anymore to be honest. I just want it all to end.
(28/Gender Nonconforming/Leavenworth, Kansas)
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