Lost

I lost myself trying to become everything you wanted me to be Now you are gone And I am finally free. But who am I? I don’t know I’ve lost your directions Unsure of where to go… The future is uncertian I fear the unknown. How will i fare in the world all alone? I…

Poetry

¬† a collaboration… Free my soul I had a fatal flaw of anxious worry. It is wild on paper, but in thoughts, self destructive. I feel it rolling in again. I can barely grasp this pen,¬†hands are shaking so hard. And I can barely think straight. What is wrong with me? I don’t know anymore…