Inspired by a small panic attack I had earlier today.
A collaboration of thirty on a very affectionate affair of poetry pizzazz! Enjoy!
A trillion songs, loves, and dreams.
A dark heart can still feel light.
The night never ends, the day never dreams.
I like being my own person most of the time.
Silence falls, spirits cease to seethe, Lay down your worries now,
And breathe, my child, just breathe.
for every speck reading this.
Are things better up in the clouds?
dedicated to the people suffering from depression/ anxiety
*Looks around carefully, throws a piece of paper and dashes off somewhere*
We rise from sleep, we rise from a fall, we rise from agony.
When the love poem becomes deranged poetry.
This isn't a proper story. I'm really stressed at the moment. I really appreciate all kind comments, likes, and private messages. <3.
A day in the life of anxiety. What it's like to excessively worry.
Thoughts that flow after feeling the pain of heartbreak