I am full of feelings
Everywhere All the time Sometimes they are so powerful They consume me alive Materialize Madness Incite my moral decline
You rewrote my internal story Switched around the dialogue Kept my life anything but boring Educational hangover You got me drunk on knowledge Faded on grades Homework stacked Books for days
My lungs in my throat
My heart in my head Just waiting waiting waiting...
nothing feels right
I cried I believe crying is one of the ingredient of a remedy that cure pain
there i was
sit alone people walk and passed by some of them are carrying serious ill some of them are crying, lost someone they loved we, never know what people carrying on their shoulder but in this place we all knew we carrying similar problem
you gave me a flower
as it bloomed into a beauty my flower was beautiful it shone brightly under the sun conveying its beauty to everyone my flower smelled so sweet that even the honeybees would come around thinking it was a treat but soon the petals on my flower began to darken the petals on my flower began to wilt and finally the petals on my flower fell off one by one reminding me that something so beautiful and sweet will always be temporary
i keep thinking
this is it ive hit rock bottom but im always proved wrong by this endless pain and this endless fall
i am not lazy
im just a little hazy because lately its daily where im drained i am not lazy i am just gloomy cause its so lonely i am not lazy im just drowning all i hear is shouting all i see is frowning i am not lazy im just crying im just dying i am not lazy i am just stressed pressed depressed
this seems to be a downward spiral into depression
The very air I breath, feels so rushed, raw and unfiltered. I wish you were here with me by side to witness my desperate grasp for air. Maybe you could offer your hand and a gentle kiss to sooth my fears and caress my demons to their slumber. Speak to me in our native tongue, play our tune and dance till our feet come off. Your absence is the presence of fear, fear to lose you, fear loose myself; without you to catch me as I fall. So far, I have been holding my smile together, but really any dummy could read the troubles in my eyes. I miss you; I miss you now.
growing up smart
you don’t realize how much you aren’t until you’re blacked out at 2pm after not sleeping for three days drowning in jumbled words and desperately trying not to disappoint m.j.n.