My Enemy
My worst enemy is my own self pity
Let me just say it's not very pretty,
My heart is tight, it beats like a drum, my breathing is as shallow as the ocean shore,
I JUST cannot go on like this anymore.
I tried to tell people.How I feel, but to NO appeal, I got the same response every time,
IT WILL ALL BE FINE!! Well you know what my friends? I will go along with your apathy game,
But when I pass out or my heart starts to really hurt? Maybe then you will take my warnings
A little more seriously...
My own worst enemy if you haven't guessed yet,
Is ANXIETY, and it is real..It's not a crutch, or my easy way out, but I wish people could see or
Feel.what It is like inside my heart, I'm sure you would see your part in my life And try to reach out more, Or maybe I should just Depart....
Copyright © Jennifer Donnay | Year Posted 2015
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