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Apr 2019
Seeping in again,
Can I wash it out?
These same old feelings
Are coming out to play.

Maybe I should let this settle me,
After all it’s been a while,
Shouldn’t it be nice to know it still exists,
That I am capable of still feeling like this?

Fearful, nervous, agitated
There is no reason, it’s just me.
The only change of plans is that I now don’t have to force it,
I don’t have to go outside,
It usually gets worse when I have to do the opposite,
So this should make me feel relief,
Instead I am still wired.
I don’t know why I’m even posting this because it’s a load of ******* but this is a form of backing my poems up, instead of writing them down, which is quicker. Not that this deserves not to disappear.
Chloe's Not An Angel
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Chloe's Not An Angel  23/F/UK
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