Work Thru It
WORK THRU IT
Feel like I’m walking on a knife edge,
the whole blade cutting me up. Can’t look down,
I’m scared to fall off into the unknown.
I’m like this a lot, so full of painful emotions
that really take it out of me. It’s worry pulling
me one way and then anxiety the next.
Copyright © Nick Armbrister Jimmy Boom Semtex | Year Posted 2015
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