Night is the hardest
my thoughts swirl in my head
they are like a symphony of nails
dragging across a chalkboard
Stress and anxiety
I want to be set free
from everything that drags me
d o w n
What could I have done better
and what else should I have said
Or did I say the right things
And it's everyone else who did wrong
I cannot quiet my mind
it's so L O U D
and the dreams that will come later
will not soothe my worries
But I know that better days are to come
I just need to keep up the mantra
You got this, you got this, you can do it
I got this.
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Author:
sophiethecat (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I am not a poet. Going through some things and writing scattered thoughts down is my new form of therapy. :)
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