It lives with me, an unwanted guest,
All the thoughts I try to repress
despite its presence, I try my best
to pretend it's not there, that it doesn't exist,
but no matter how hard I try to resist,
They get beck in my head
and it brings back the past
holding me captive, I'm falling fast,
stumbling and tripping over my darkest fear
All the nightmares , I'm scared
I don't want them to last
Jan 2, 2021
Jan 2, 2021 at 1:42 AM UTC
It lives with me, an unwanted guest,
All the thoughts I try to repress
despite its presence, I try my best
to pretend it's not there, that it doesn't exist,
but no matter how hard I try to resist,
They get beck in my head
and it brings back the past
holding me captive, I'm falling fast,
stumbling and tripping over my darkest fear
All the nightmares , I'm scared
I don't want them to last
Theses thoughts in my head . They won't stop or go away . One minute I'm fine the next I'm curled up in a ball crying becuses theses thoughts and nightmares won't ceseto exists
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