April 2nd, 2019
The anxiety won’t stop
It’s only begun
I’m still paying for the things
That I’ve never done
When I had an option
I lost my voice
Because I was damaged
I forfeited the choice
So I’m searching for the answers
And if they were buried
Because I’ve bottled it up
All the guilt that I’ve carried
I’m just trying to find harmony
In all my indecision
When I haven’t yet recovered
From the impact of your collision
March 29th, 2019
Time is running out
I don’t have enough
I’m fighting over deadlines
And other stupid stuff
My thoughts are a mess
I don’t know what to do
I’m having anxiety
That I can’t make it through
But I’m almost done
And I’m almost there
I have to pull myself together
Because I’m supposed to care
Yet I can’t live up to these standards
When I set them for myself
I just wish I lived an ordinary life
And wanted nothing else
March 15th, 2019
11:11 and under bridge wishing
Ever since I was young I’ve been wanting the same thing
As scenery changes a life I’ve once known
I’ve been longing for a place that felt like home
But home is not a place you can touch
It is not a building filled with stuff
It is an emotion that you can feel
It is the only place that you can be real
They say home is something you know in your heart
But a house was the place that tore me apart
People say that ignorance is bliss
But I’d rather find home than feel like this
Doll Poetry 