I'm think looking for motivation in the wrong places. Spending two hours reading poetry online and drinking two cups of coffee, completely avoiding my workout and my homework. I need a break from my brain, its a scary place. I'm sick of saying "I" I want to worry about someone else but when I do, Its even scarier. What if I lose them, what if I make another mistake? I miss the sun, and my gunea pig. I miss the days spent swimming in big rivers I miss the days of innocent play and swing sets. I miss the idea of you, the man by my side, ready to save me from my own thoughts, You were a dream, I woke up to reality. Why is reality such a nightmare?
First poem! I love the site so I thought I'd add my own. Hope you like it :)