[Un]Worthy
- Rickisha O'Neal
- May 16, 2024
- 1 min read
Reality is setting in
I can breathe surprisingly
Inside of me
Well a little chaos, anxiety
Intrusive thoughts
Introducing words
Like fuck it go quietly
It’s a war going on
I’m fighting me
Or finding peace
Either way it’s rough and painful
I keep asking myself
Why the fuxk do I want to be sane for
No one truly gives one and it’s shameful
Standing in the spotlight
To have people judge every angle
Where is wisdom
Where is the safe place for children
The inner me lacks the energy
Depleted from the people pleasing
What’s my pleasure
Knowing one day I’ll go like mommy
By myself like my big sister
Peacefully in my sleep
Floating down the river
🤲🏽
