My Sixth Sense
Butterflies~~
fluttering in me,
like ants crawling on skin,
makes me nervous,
anxious,
my sixth sense warning me,
telling me what is,
what was,
or what is gonna be~~~
Stop I say.
Go away!
This feeling of anxiety,
makes me a nervous wreck.
Heart racing,
hard to breathe,
just stop I say,
and go away~~~
Gone those feelings,
Checking,
are they really~~
Nope.
They're still there.
Just barely.
Tingling,
stinging,
making me scared.
What is wrong?
Breathing again.
Butterflies gone.
The news comes;
Someone was arguing;
Someone was fighting;
Someone got bad news;
Someone was hurt;
inside,
outside,
not badly,
just feeling scared,
and me~~~
I was feeling scared,
for them,
because of them,
my heart was hurting,
for them
without even knowing,
who they were,
I just felt,
because they felt,
just because.
My sixth sense~~~
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