martes, 2 de abril de 2013

Anxiety.

Like a bullet in a chamber ready to get fired
I try my best to breath
but my lungs just feel so tired
I've been having this sonnet repeating in my head
over and over again.
I think i have the pieces
but it seems that they dont fit
I close my eyes and look up to the sky
take my hand, please just hold me tight
And just like the oldest pirate in the sea
I want to find my place so i can feel free
And in every corner from this four walls
I find you always,even if I dont want
My head,my hands,my heart
everything just starts to feel numb
Anxiety I know you just start
Anxiety I know just where you are...



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