By: Cristian

Thoughts

These Thoughts

They Fill the crevices of my mind

Making my head spin

Not sure what is the truth and what is a lie

I wish I could handle it, as easy as others believe

They are thoughts I cannot control

I feel like a prisoner

Alone

Trapped within my soul

It is a war and fight I cannot stop

To feel defeated as a soldier ought

This is what my mind tends to feel like

This is my anxiety

of my everyday life