I'm bad at emotions
It's not a class I've ever taken
never taught not to succumb
there was no formal education
and even if it was a class
im sure i would've failed
i never could've passed a test
i wouldnt have prevailed

been stuck in a fever dream
since the day I fell ill
don't know how to leave
or when it'll last until
fears blossom into monsters
that chase me all around
holding me underwater
until they're sure I've drowned
but they forgot it was a dream
that I couldn't really die
I can't wake up either
believe me, I've tried
every day is the same here
just a series of conflicts
but even if I woke up
I would still be sick

Welcome to whatever this is meant to be. This was definitely started on impulse because I did not want to do homework and am currently a mess of feelings. Anyways, I write poetry sometimes when my emotions get to be too much for me to handle. This blog will primarily be poetry, and maybe photography if I feel like it. Enjoy! 🙂