let it out
Help me
So much better
Feeling clean
like I have some substance
but no matter how I keep control
Feed healthy addictions
Stay in touch
have endless patience with my nagging mind
A storm will take me
Drown me
and spit me out
this is not poetry
just negetivity
The only way I can smile for free
without that dragging afterbirth
my body tries so hard to hold onto
Just to make sure I understand
that I am fake
that I have feelings,fears
I need to resolve
So scared
I begin to wonder
how I ever got this far
How did I know where to go,
what to do?
I hate what I expell
but if I left it there I would hate myself.
Stop.
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