I was being held down by my anxiety.
I felt my un pure thoughts choke me during the night.
My vision blurred as I lost consciousness
And I succumbed to my emotions.
I wasn't mental I was just tired,
I was tired of fighting with my body.
I had no control and I felt lost in a place I couldn't escape.
My mind was a convolution, it drove me crazy.
YOU ARE READING
Breathe Me
Poetry"You were blind and couldn't find much to love from my poetic mess but I've found many reasons for you" - E.C
