poetry !

Confuseddd

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Not sure of a name but i was thinking just "anxiety"
or "phobia"




i feel like im on an operating table but the anesthetic wore off

I feel like my palms keep sweatin and my throats left with dust

I dont need to check my pulse i know my hearts active enough

My bloods beating fuel to my head and my thoughts start to rush

and Sh*t..... now my minds screamin stuff.

Im my own enemy and i cant call my bluffs

And will you listen to me?

i swear what i have to say isnt noise

All it takes is for you just to hear it in my voice

Im nothing to envy, when im feelin like a scared little boy

Im not too friendly... when im feelin like a cornered horse

And Please dont judge me, its not my choice..

Please dont judge me, its not by choice.
 
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