Goodbye, Comfort

By Monday, November 7, 2016 0 No tags Permalink 0

Anxiety's miasma A toxic, suffocating vapor, Forcing me to submit into incessant fidgets and short breaths The painful badump pulsing in my head. Savoring the comfort of my bed, Listening to the clock tick in the dark, Waiting as time passes by, My heart beats faster with every unsteady breath I take. "Will I make friends?" "Will I be ...