I'm in need.
My self doubt like a snowball
and it's picking up speed.
I'm in need.
I look like a flower
but I grow like a ****
I'm in need.
My head trapped in a cage
and it must be freed.
I let the feeling in of loss spread in my chest like a devious seed.
Why do I do these things when they cause me to bleed?
If I just keep pushing
I will never succeed
I will reach too far down this road
Where it is too late to recede
Down into my throat
These false fixes i force feed
reassurance
support
love
honesty
What do I need?
May 21, 2019
May 21, 2019 at 8:58 PM UTC
I'm in need.
My self doubt like a snowball
and it's picking up speed.
I'm in need.
I look like a flower
but I grow like a ****
I'm in need.
My head trapped in a cage
and it must be freed.
I let the feeling in of loss spread in my chest like a devious seed.
Why do I do these things when they cause me to bleed?
If I just keep pushing
I will never succeed
I will reach too far down this road
Where it is too late to recede
Down into my throat
These false fixes i force feed
reassurance
support
love
honesty
What do I need?
In times of deep insecurity, support is needed most. And most times, rarely acquired.
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