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Nov 2015
As I sit here I take a deep breaths
and with each breath I expel a drop of stress
but not enough to relief this pressure on my heart, with no success
but my mind does a good job in keeping these feelings repressed
so its battle, my heart feels pressure and mind seems to feel lesser
so I end up numb, feeling dumb to realityΒ Β 
and although it saddens me this complex mentality
of my heart and mind torn and broken but together combined, it's perfect
-E.G
EG
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EG  New York
(New York)   
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