i want to go back to the simpler days
when my mind was not so full of haze
the days i was only scared of the monsters under my bed
rather than the thoughts in my head
i stand trying to find
why i fear my own mind
sometimes i feel as if im empty
but how can i be, when i have plenty?
you’re always lingering
and it has me considering
you’ll always be with me
It is no longer “me” but “we”
-anxiety
a.m.
Mar 5, 2019
Mar 5, 2019 at 1:22 PM UTC
i want to go back to the simpler days
when my mind was not so full of haze
the days i was only scared of the monsters under my bed
rather than the thoughts in my head
i stand trying to find
why i fear my own mind
sometimes i feel as if im empty
but how can i be, when i have plenty?
you’re always lingering
and it has me considering
you’ll always be with me
It is no longer “me” but “we”
-anxiety
a.m.
this was for a school project but i altered it a bit before posting, need i say anything else?