Too warm
Too cold
Reason is on hold
A change of mind?
More like a hundred combined
Worries crawling up my neck
Implanted deep in my head
But are they even a threat?
They won't let go
Whisper words of fear
Still I hold them near
Forcing my restless head
To feel the constant dread
Of being left
Of being left out
Of being left behind
Let me be a part
Please don't let me down
I can't do it on my own
Hurry, before I drown!
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Author:
Melancholia (
Offline) - Published: February 13th, 2024 04:37
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
Your poem vividly portrays the rollercoaster of uncertainty and insecurity. The raw emotion and desperate longing for connection leap off the page, capturing the tumultuous journey of the restless mind. Superb!
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