Stressed.
Worried and wondering why I’m at a breaking point, when my soul shut down all feeling of happiness elevated with fear and insecurities
Breaking Point
When your own assurance is questioned.
Breaking Point
Even in the back of your mind thoughts of success and dreams is an everlasting torture poisoned by your own
Breaking Point
Hoping that the flesh of my open wounds will heal eternally and my heart won’t be stony but flow love
Up to my Breaking Point
Anasha Greham
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/breaking-point-12/
