There will be no rest for the wicked
My funny life with depression and anxiety.
Sunday, 28 September 2014
I have a pain in my soul. I find it so bad I cannot lay, I cannot breathe normally. I feel guilty. I am scared. I am petrified that somebody will leave me. I am..
Am I?
I would have everything if not for this disease.
I cannot find peace.
I cannot find peace.
I cannot find peace.
The emotions.
I trust only them.
And I should not.
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