Her thoughts in words

Tag: anxiety

  • College

    I stare at my phone,Eyes heavy with bags they don’t need to carry.I look from note to text book,From jotter to pen,And wonder why I’d been so happy to come to this school. I’m so exhausted that weird things are becoming my lifestyle,Like talking to myself,And considering mixing coffee with fearless.They said this school life…

  • Tired

    Not sure what this poem is going to be about,Because I’m really not sure what exactly is wrong with me.I legit got eight hours of sleep last night.So why am I still tired? Why do I still drag my feet as I walk along the corridors,How can I sleep and sleep and still wake up…

  • No, I didn’t forget about my blog

    It’s been a while since I posted, hasn’t it? I honestly kinda miss it here. Just posting poems and write ups and pretty much whatever comes to my mind. But I really haven’t had the time. I haven’t even had time for myself since the new semester begun. But I’m managing… At least that’s what…

  • The pain inside

    I want to wish it away,But I know it won’t go.I should be happy now right,My happy ending is so close,I got what I wanted,But it just sucks inside.I’m not sure why.But I’m going to try to explain. I’ve been so used to being sad for so long,I’m wondering what it’ll be like to feel…

  • The girl who does nothing

    I’m sitting in my bed just staring at my phone. It’s locked, the screen is dark and I’m just looking at it because I have nothing else to do. Oh, no wait, I actually do have a ton of things I have to do. I just don’t have the energy to do any of them.…

  • A moment of indecision

    How terrible it is to be confused,To have considered all possible scenarios,And still not know what to do.You just want the best results.You don’t want to have any regrets.But your anxiety is at its peak,And no one else can really help. You ask for advice,And they give it to freely.But you fine yourself asking them…

  • My worst nightmare

    A poem (hopefully this goes well) Her worst nightmare. Increased heart rate,Shaky palms,I log in to see my results,Oxygen seems scarce,Because it just feels like,Everything has been leading up to this moment. The internet is slow,But the page finally loads.Ending the dance I share with suspense.I suddenly feel numb as it dawns on me,I missed…

  • Something I think you should know

    We’re all familiar with the the character skill (that’s what I’m gonna call it) called contentment. It’s easy to write about, to read about it and to hear it during a sermon or motivational speech. But putting it to practice… Not so much. It’s hard to be happy and satisfied when everything in your life…

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