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Jan 2018
There's trouble in my thoughts
There's guilt in my conscience,
It feels like hollow inside
With a confusion I cannot confide.

In my self there's a heavy burden
Added with the fear of being abandon,
Thoughtfully unto it but heartily  not
I'm in it yet there's one question "but?".

I cannot reckon myself anymore
My mind's in troublesome horror!
Help oh please , please ,please !
Assist me to feel at ease.

I cannot sleep
Thinking all steep,
I'm lucky having that is mine
Yet this does not make me feel satisfied.
Anxiety
Clark Avvery E Codoy
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Clark Avvery E Codoy  16/M/Philippines
(16/M/Philippines)   
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