Let me escape this aching anxiety.
"Your palms have deep wounds
wounds that are dripping blood
you have been tugging a rope"
Hello, are you thinking something?
Are you anxious?
Are you looking out of the window?
With every single brain cell,
Working to its very best...
n Monday I awake; eyes wide and heart shut. I will not let it get to me.
Tuesday fails to be amusing and I find mysel...
This poem is about how the past takes away your peace, your present life