I feel free when it’s windy
I feel warm when it’s cold
I feel love when it’s stormy
When it’s calm I get bored

I am weather dependent
Emotionally broke
Stay with me and surrender
When the lightning stroke

I like feel of the wind gust
Blowing right in the face
Moves all worries behind
Then they washed with the rain

I am weather dependent
Emotional wreck
When it’s calm I am scared
Oh, please Wind - blow again

It's pitch black
Darkness eats away
Gnawing at my worries
It crawls up my skin
Picking at my blemishes
It fills my mind creating hopelessness
Darkness flows through my veins
It's getting dark,
in this little heart of mine

How worthy of love are we?
What makes us worthy and why do things have to be this troubling?
Learning from the young and reckless
Rather than being myself all-knowing
And potent,
All wrong.

Adolescence worries...

As the time Ticks quickly, leaving me behind
Situations I would hate always came to mind
White noise chased me even in my dreams
A parasite eating my mental stability.

I ran and ran till I was out of breath
but I knew I cant escape reality, I don't know what's coming next
I want to ask for help but there's nothing to say
the only one who could help me is myself anyways

to think I myself is the cause of this torture
many sleepless nights and fearful slumber
thoughts ran, repeatedly whispering
"you should say I love you before sleeping"

I'm concerned and confused for feeling like this
there really isn't a good reason why
I grew up healthy, and I really didn't have a problem
but I still ended up getting tied

Raised voices like an echo through a horn,
makes my ears get pierced with thorns.
little humans that shriek all the time,
gives me shivers down my spine.
All the cars that sound their horns,
chased away my peace until is gone.
All the sounds that i could hear,
makes me feel like death is near.
My heart seems to race endlessly,
chased by fear relentlessly.

Broke into my house, and
Laid by my side, in bed
Caressed my hair and said, in a sweet voice
Wake up sweetheart, I'm here
Don't sweat with fear, I'm near
Let me sing a lullaby, sleep tight
Embrace my body,
I will let you calm down.
And she hummed all night long
Her face buried in my chest
She unlocked all my pain away
Just listening,
Just inhaling her perfumed hair
Just absorbing all her warmth
She robbed me of my troubles
And then we...

It’s the least of my worries
Taxing my car
Or saving up for a house
Or remembering that thing
I was supposed to remember
Or anything really
Or passing that test
Getting into that school
Acing that interview
Getting that job
That pays enough
That allows me to progress
Progress?

I hadn’t even thought about that.
I hadn’t thought about any of it.

I think
about one thing
I obsess
I compulse
Or do I?
Is what I do when I
Think about that thing
I always think about
A compulsion?
Because if it’s not then
Can it be called
OCD?
And if it’s not
That means it’s me
And the thing I always think
About
is true

I know it’s irrational
But what if it’s not?
Maybe it just makes me feel better
To think that it is

See, who has time for rational worries
When you’re so full up with
Irrational one’s?