ThinkingA Poem by tarah morrisDon't know what to name this
Oh the questions that fill my head
they overwhelm me and make me overthink alot more than I should I fight these questions everyday, wondering if they will ever stop coming to mind. Oh the thoughts that come and go in my head, they scare me everyday making me wonder if I'm going to relapse five times worse then the last I'm struggling but I keep fighting when will it ever stop? Oh the feelings, they are deep but somedays they are deeper then others. Most of the time I have too many feelings and emotions that come all at once. One day I could be happy and the next I could be sad. One minute I could be so pissed off and the next I could be happy and hyper. I scream and cry silently I have breakdowns at least two times a day I bottle up everything until it becomes too much and I explode. I know it's not healthy, but I'm scared to ask for help because of my fear of being judged. My coworkers seem to notice when something is wrong, but I don't want to be a burden. So I push through the day like nothing is wrong with a fake smile on my face at work. Deep inside I'm hurting and struggling but I fight through it all and I will fight till the end. Life is way to short to lose now.
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StatsAuthortarah morrisMassillon, OHAboutI graduated from Perry high school in 2017. I was on the NTHS for two year and took graphic design for two year also in high school. I am now a full time student at Stark State College, majoring in Di.. more..Writing
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