I'm an insane space brain.
I swear to god I can't contain
These feelings I'm concealing underneath my skin, against my frame.
I hold no shame
Only the pain that I've acquired
Make my situation dire.
I can feel this fire raging.
I'm debating caging this frustrating contemplating that is taking all my time.
I'm walking a very fine line over the edge of self corrosion.
What the hell happened to my devotion?
It seems to be lost inside of this oceans motion of chewing me up and spitting me out like poison.
I hate my anxiety.
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Author:
Oddity (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 20th, 2016 14:36
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
Very Very well written...it takes you there..anyone who have had anxiety issues can relate for certain...Great job!
Thank you very much.
You are very welcome
Well written excellent write
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