Why do I have anxiety?
And why is it so bad?
Why am I stuck in a place--
Of everything I had?
LaTasha B.
These are short stories and poems that I've written. The short stories and poems are also found at www.wattpad.com/DXiredDiamond and http://dxirablywritten.tumblr.com/. *Disclaimer: All Original Work*
Sitting on the edge--
Droplets running down her face.
Tears--
I don't want to be the girl--
I don't want to be the girl--
Who gave a good fight.
That ends up brokenhearted.
Carry On--
Even though there's no one around.
One day--
Wait a minute--
Praying to God--
One minute I feel this way--
What can I say?
With no means to an end.
Life is harder--
Sunshine and rainbows--
I'm made of glass--
I'm made of glass--
So you like to see me in pain--
I have pain too--
So much as you can tell.
Stress so high--
Stress so high--
One day at a time--

Stressed--
I don't know her--
She was carefree,
She was a train wreck--
And most of the time--
Who always dared to try.