Poetry

Fine! I Don’t Know

I can’t sleep!

In my mind I have no distractions, and I feel everything.

Since I was born I could feel everything.

The whole world opened up to me and it was too much to bear.

Growing up I imagined myself fearless, but I’m grown now, and I know so much more.

How can any of us go on like everything is fine?

We have no idea what we’re doing half of the time, and then we die.

Everything all at once is too much to bear.

It scares me, but too it makes me cry because of how beautiful it all is.

My ego takes a beating, but I’ll be fine.

I am fine.

– Anxiety in a bottle

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s