Anxiety

Phïlant

Oh snap! Chest tight, breathing ain't right. What is it coming to? Taking deep breaths, caressing my chest. Too cool for school. I won't mind, I'll let this slide don't let it happen again. Anxiety, not 'pose to be. Mind racing, I'm just chasing. Simply, what is already... #poeticjustice #freedom #MyNameIsPhilänt

  • Author: Phïlant (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 3rd, 2016 13:55
  • Category: Unclassified
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