I don’t particularly really share my thoughts and feelings very much. I’m a private person and on rare occasions I break that, and I did that with my series on my social anxiety.
And that’s all I’ve ever said, as this isn’t really just my own blog I feel like slightly breaking the barrier and talking about my thoughts and feelings with a poem.
I hope you enjoy.
I have insecurities.
But why? Why do these thoughts consume my person?
Trapped inside my own mind, bullied my own thoughts. It only lasts minutes but gathers all my energy,
Enough to make me not want to smile.
It’s a never ending journey, back and forth,
Back and forth. The feeling is sinking.
But why? I still don’t know why it is consuming my being?
I have so many questions but I’m trapped in this,
What feels like a permanent state. Not knowing what is reality.
I feel like I’m sinking deeper and deeper,
These thoughts are getting darker.
But I’m okay.
I’m always okay.
This is something I don’t post or talk about but thank you so much for reading.
I will see you soon.