I'm sad, anxious and scared.
Because I relized that sun wasn't shining today.
The sky was all grey, cloudy,
with hard rain pouring and no one on the streets.
I felt like I'm all alone,
freaked out by the life.
I lost myself.
I don't know who I am, anymore.
Suddenly it seems that I'm not so different, and knowing that,
it hurts, too.
All I've been good at floats away.
When I imagine living through,
it feels like wasting my time.
But what if I'm not capable of anything else?
Why I'm overthinking?
Why do I need so many answers?
'Just don't take everything too seriously' that is your advice to me.
Oh, how easy it would be if I could.
If only I could not give a damn shit.
Is this life?
The amazing, ultra fantastic adventure everyone talks about?
I'm here, show me.
YOU ARE READING
Broken words. {poetry}✔️
Poetry---------------• Not once he had felt the obnoxious remind of not being enough. Especially around 6 p.m. When she was gazing at the evening sky covered in its pink and orange light admiration filling her eyes. For he was convinced she never looked a...
