Dear Anxiety
Dear Anxiety, I wish you could stop the pain youve been giving me, From day 1 to infinity, You know your voices are still in my head, Everytime i wake up and lye on my bed. I once had a panic attack when i was nine, Everytime you give me those you always crash my time, Ive been shouting and crying for help, But i hear nothing so i cryed quietly under the shelf. You know im tired of hearing voices, I wish you could stop making delusional choices, I am suffering from this anxiety, Don't make me as your show to the demon's cause i am not a variety. Placing a gun beside my head, Thinking what do i look like when i am dead, I was about to pull the trigger, But someone whispered that gave me shivers. It was my friend from the other side, But i know that airplane crashed that's where he died, But it doesn't matter anymore, He said"Don't kill yourself Because ive been there before". Now i realized i need to start walking on my own again, Before the world come to an end, Thank you for saving me my friend, You really saved me even though my life is already bent. But anxiety didn't stop from hurting me, I tried to run and escape, But he keeps chasing me. Dear Anxiety, Thank you for the pain youve been giving me, Without pain positivity wouldnt come to me, For all the people who've been suffering anxiety, Always think that he's a variety of pain.
2018-12-11 23:34:55
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Soft kiri
I have anxiety so this poem is really relatable
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Question 1?/Вопрос 1?
The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx
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" Вздох неба "
Я теряю себя , как птица в полете Каждый вздох облегчения , Когда вижу неба закат Мне плохо , когда не дотронуться К твоим обьятьям свободно , Но я знаю, что ты не услышишь , Мой вслип слёз из-за окна ... За глубиной туч темного неба Ранее, чем ты уже вспомнишь И подумаешь, как я скучаю , Скрою всю грусть.тишиной ... Может быть сердца стук угнетает И воздух из лёгких рвется волной Но ритм одной песни будет на память , Тех последних слов ветра холодов ... Пока не угаснет горизонт пламя Последнего огня без тебя , Багры унесут строки мгновенно Без следа раньше тепла ... P.s: Грусть неба скрывает больше чем мы думаем ...✨💫✨ 🎶 Where's My Love ~ SYML 🎶
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