he's shaking now
everybody's wondering how
well how about
him wanting to shout
that he is stressed
the darkness has carassed
his forehead and given him the dark kiss
he's vomited twice and has a loose shit
and he's being torn apart bit by bit
his anxiety's more than just waist deep
his WiFi's dead so no distractions
and his stomach's been upturned by constant contractions
yet he fights
yet he writes
till he sees tomorrow's light
keeping a little bit of hope in sight
but he can't contact his love
and he is worried cause he has to shove
more pills into his throat
no more load
he says
yet sleep's not on its way
it's been one of the worst days
and on the floor he lays
under the dark sky
believing his own lies
knowing that he is weak
but still
believing that he is growing stronger
with each passing breakdowns
-yakss: jujaa
(i actually wrote this poem about a week earlier but as i already said, no WiFi to upload. it was a series of bad days. i finally got to meet her, my love yesterday and well it was a much awaited reunion. but the days as still somewhat similar to what it was a week earlier. i know that i am weak, weaker tan the most of people but i lie to myself that i am strong and that's what keeps me going through most of the times)
everybody's wondering how
well how about
him wanting to shout
that he is stressed
the darkness has carassed
his forehead and given him the dark kiss
he's vomited twice and has a loose shit
and he's being torn apart bit by bit
his anxiety's more than just waist deep
his WiFi's dead so no distractions
and his stomach's been upturned by constant contractions
yet he fights
yet he writes
till he sees tomorrow's light
keeping a little bit of hope in sight
but he can't contact his love
and he is worried cause he has to shove
more pills into his throat
no more load
he says
yet sleep's not on its way
it's been one of the worst days
and on the floor he lays
under the dark sky
believing his own lies
knowing that he is weak
but still
believing that he is growing stronger
with each passing breakdowns
-yakss: jujaa
(i actually wrote this poem about a week earlier but as i already said, no WiFi to upload. it was a series of bad days. i finally got to meet her, my love yesterday and well it was a much awaited reunion. but the days as still somewhat similar to what it was a week earlier. i know that i am weak, weaker tan the most of people but i lie to myself that i am strong and that's what keeps me going through most of the times)
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