Palpitations I trust

Trying to figure out this aching inside.

This anxiety, these sleepless nights.

The lumps in my throat, the palpations in my chest.

Every waking moment you won’t let me rest.

Is it me, am I going crazy?

I’m trying to address it but I feel like I’m lost.

Is it you causing me this worry, this anger, this tosh. 

I have exercised and eaten well, 

Thought happy thoughts and tried not to dwell.

But still you linger, you won’t let go, help me, please, the burn, this feels like hell. 

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Counting sheep 


Silently you sit and wait, telling yourself to sleep now; the darkness is there, the comfort of your bed beneath you, 2am in the morning and your mind is still so busy with innumerate thoughts.

Taking into consideration why you can’t drift into slumber. Googling medication. What is the answer to this insomnia?

Accounting for all the worries you have, none seem that prevalent as to disturb you from this rest, you try and shut your eyes and still nothing, this is hopeless.

Chill now sweet brain of mine, switch off from the day that has gone, a new day is looming just ahead. My hopes are in vain, my head just throbs with restless tired pain.

Ease into the dreams that await, clear your thoughts of worry and dread, I fantasise about being in the most peaceful sleep, but still here I lay, I weep.

Yesterday has gone and today has begun, it’ll be a slow start with yawn after yawn, surely tomorrow night will be so much better, double the sleep, for now that’s the hope I’ll keep.

Looking for something

Sometimes I’m looking, I realise I’m completely blind to what it is I’m looking for.

Wishing that dreams weren’t this thin, Losing the lust for life and love I have within.

I hold on to anxieties and trust mishaps from the past. I wish to the gods that this self doubt wouldn’t last.

Picking myself up from the crimson flux, all will be well he said, but I knew better, and still I did not ask.

The self loathing and constant waiting around isn’t going to change this mess, but you can’t let it keep you down.

You must rise above and see the glory outside, that the future ahead that truly is so bright. 

Time is one thing that is so precious to me, sharing your time with someone else, creating beautiful memories.

If the other person does not have the time for you or constantly brings it up, “I have no free weekends”, then take a step back and question what your worth is here.

A relationship is about compromise and still being oneself but being part of a unionship. If you’re changing yourself or feeling unhappy, ask yourself, is he/she really worth all this.

We are all only here once, (maybe a few more times in spirit and memories) but this lifetime is what we have and why not be happy and let yourself shine? 

Time is precious and shouldn’t be spent worrying over what people are thinking and why they don’t want to share theirs with you.

Time is for living so today go do something new, make a list of things to achieve and get them done, focus on happiness and not being so god damn glum! 

You are who you are, you cannot change that. Blossom don’t hide, be who you are regardless of what people like.

Go forward with a heart of gold and make people smile, be bold, don’t be frightened, put on your favourite song and dance, sing, have a little run around and see, it’s not all so bad really.