March 17th, 2017
Amidst a fray of mocking beats do blow.
Into my thoughts of disarray- a sad.
But haunting, relentless plague of sorrow.
Tomorrow. Will be the best day I’ve had.
But not today. I crumble in my fear.
Aching thoughts to have indefinitely- Pushing all away, what once I held dear-Tormented by endless anxiety.