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Oct 2018
Usually, tears motivate my writing
But not today
Today, I have no words
Today, I can't describe my feelings
It's one of those dark days
Days of darkness in broad daylight
Days of searching for the obvious
But can't see a thing
Days I badly want to talk
But all ears seem to have vanished
Seems I can't catch a break
My actions are catching up
My bad decisions are catching up with me
I'm seeing the extent
To which I ******* up
People who love me
Don't even wanna be associated with me
No, not in public
No, not to their friends
To top it all off
I can't even catch a healthy break
From symptom to symptom
Or is it an illness they don't see?
All I know
Is that it's keeping me up at night
And worried all day
I can't even seem to arrange my own thoughts. I'm just releasing them jumbled up, hoping it'll maybe somehow go away. Or maybe I'll magically be able to deal with it.
Naomie
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Naomie  25/F/Kenya
(25/F/Kenya)   
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