Are you being honest with me?
If so,
Why'd you spring it on me here?
My stomach has dropped,
Falling straight through the floor.
My tears are pooling,
In the place between my neck,
And my shirt.
My heart is racing,
Not from jealousy,
But because I'm so scared.
What if you two break up?
If you stop being friends,
I'll be so torn.
What if this affects all of us?
What do I do when that happens?
How will I cope?
How do we cope?
I'm so afraid.
"What if" is flooding my head,
And "How" is enveloping my thoughts.
How did this happen?
I'll support you,
Of course I will,
But I am so afraid of this.
YOU ARE READING
Just A Mess
PoetryI'm not too sure as to what this is, but I often get bored and lost in my thoughts, so why not write them out? As I wrote I created poetic sentences, lines and phrases. So, I hope they can be enjoyed despite their mainly heavy topics. This book cove...
