Overwhelmed

it’s okay to not talk

it’s okay to feel older

it’s okay to be me

i don’t have to laugh

i am overwhelmed

to the point of nothingness,

clear my cloudy mind.

These thoughts are nothing.

Fix it please.

Take me somewhere.

Heal my chest,

the hole in me.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A powerful poem. No wasted words. Easy to be overcome. Very hard to find calm and peace. I like the feel and purpose of this poem. A very good ending to a excellent poem.
Coyote