Mar 2019
Anxiety bites it's tongue
with clenched fists and
a broken smile,
hoping they don't notice
the rocks I dropped
into my chest.
Little do they know..
they've been there for
a while.
with clenched fists and
a broken smile,
hoping they don't notice
the rocks I dropped
into my chest.
Little do they know..
they've been there for
a while.
Silence.. it doesn't end here
