What Matters

It only seems to matter,
When it matters to you.

Dreams Apart

While you are sleeping,
Dreaming of things that haven't come,
I lie awake in dismay,
Disarray.
Believing that my dreams aren't worth being adventured,
Unless they are travelled with you.

Hoping for Sleep

Having difficult time sleeping,

My pills scream to me, 

As if committing a crime against them, 

The way I have been abusing them, 

In order to suppress the pain of enduring my own thoughts,

Just so capture that imagine of nothingness,

For a few hours every night.

Anxiety

You worry about your anxiety,
The sudden rapid acceleration of your heartbeat,
Your breath deepening,
As though you are beginning to drown.
You worry how you will get over it.
You don't try to understand your anxiety,
You never talk to it,
You just want it to go away.
As long as you continue with this process,
It will never become easier,
It will always hinder you ability to look past the negative,
Instead of crawling out of the pit you dug with the small pockets of hope within its walls,
You continue to dig a hole,
Towards a world that,
No matter where you look,
Is only dark, Until someone drags you out.

Please don't wait for someone to drag you out.