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Jun 2014
There's something in the room
It's hiding behind my back
No one can feel it but me
It wants me to wreck

I don't know what exactly it is
But anxiety is it's friend
I whispered to not be caught
And realized it's in my head

There's an ocean inside of me
They see a land full of flowers
I'm drowning and cannnot breathe
While they see a morning shower

I died two times last night
Only a part of me woke up today
It's not that I'm in pain
It's that I can't feel anything

There's something missingΒ Β 
Maybe it's hiding behind my back
Everyone can see it but me
I think I'm already wrecked
D. Furtado
Danielle Furtado
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