Anxiety.

My lungs feel with air. I feel my heart beating faster. I'm not sure if this is a good or bad anxiety. I hate the feeling of this. My stomach hurts, cause I haven't eaten. I've been so overwhelmed. I see you everywhere. Anxiety takes over like a ton of bricks. How do I make this go away, when you were my medication for anxiety. Now it's just gotten worse. You've gone away. So I'll write and write, till my brain stops running. My gears are so rustic though. Now I'm frustrated, do you know what anxiety feel like when your frustrated? He showed me things to piss me off. He expected me to smile and be happy about it. To think a year ago, we were in this spot, so happy. We were so much in love. And now I watch you watch another pretty girl as though it was me. I sit with anxiety and wonder why I was so in love with you. 

Bricks.

I feel like a ton of bricks are hitting my head. My head is throbbing. This thoughts won't stop. I can't make them either. It's 2:00 am. I'm laying in bed with a brick on my chest, my breathing is shallow. And that's alright. Because my head stopped and my heart started. 

Robots

I'm programmed to feel, 

Absolutely nothing. 

I search for a meaning of words 

To make the knowledge in my head bigger. Of what is love. 

When I seared for words I found you. 

Maybe you were programmed to find me. 

And I can't blame you if you think I'm love but darling we are just robots. 

We feel nothing at all.