• austnfound 9w

    There's been heaviness
    On my chest
    Many things to consume
    Little time to digest
    There's a place
    That I know I don't love you best
    I need to trust you more
    And worry less
    Everytime you hold me
    My heart begins to rest
    I'm so messy
    And I'm trying to be best dressed
    Instead of holding you
    I'm worried what anxious thought is next
    My heart is a burden
    When you're needing rest
    Instead debating
    Who set your headrest