Every word is torture.
Every breath, every sentence, every time your mouth opens.
I see, I hear, I feel.
My vision goes blurry, my senses still sharp.
Sharp enough to carve into my fogged thoughts, sharp enough to bring me back to reality.
My chest aching for me to run,
my brain pounding for me to scream,
my feet and my mouth frozen.
Why won't it end?
It never ends.
Hey guys, I'm aware that very little people actually read this and I just write to get stuff off my chest. I have Misophonia, it's basically the hatred of sound. White noises or repetitive noises bother me to the point where I have a mental breakdown or in worse scenarios I (not purposely) end up hurting myself. These poems are not good quality, but they come from the heart and I'm going to look back on this and cringe but it helps in the moment. Thanks, and have a great day! :)
YOU ARE READING
An endless abyss
PoetryJust some poems and thoughts, nothing too important. Just read if you want to I guess. This will probably all be extremely cringy in years to come but for the time being I think that they're ok.
