Overcrowded
My stress levels
they rise
Surprise
I despise
Out of nowhere
it comes
Little crumbs
I am numb
To the positives
Only negatives
come to me
My vision clouded
Overcrowded
with thoughts aching to be freed
Copyright © Amy Co | Year Posted 2020
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