Nov 2018
The night is dark
biting my neck like a shark
I scream as I am pulled under
I cry out as loud as thunder
Yet I am silent
My mind is violent
biting my neck like a shark
I scream as I am pulled under
I cry out as loud as thunder
Yet I am silent
My mind is violent
Anxiety is not fun, finding any way to cope helps, That is why I am resorting to poetry.
