Worryknot

A piece more so channeled from past experience than drawn from within. A little on the nose, but probably on purpose.

How can I manage
when I feel so heavy?
I'm supposed to be an adult,
but never feel ready

I feel like a fugitive
deserving of a sentence
Perhaps unworthy of memory
and at most, passing mention

Freedom, or captivity?
It's all indiscernible
Can you say that I'm living

if everything is wonderful?

It gets hard to breathe

and things hard to see

as if it doesn't matter

whether it's in front of me

They tell me to worry knot
like it'll all be okay
Are they all liars
if I dread every day?

Sometimes I feel like a weight
like I'm hanging by a thread
Like it's all just too much
or that I'd be better off

It's hard to get out of bed
when you feel like a disgrace
Sometimes it leaves me wanting
for a nylon embrace

Author's Note

opinions welcome