Cursed is me

This life eats me up inside.

Feels like stabs of a pickaxe in my chest as the glimpses of life flashes before my eyes.

Feeling glimpses hurt just as badly as on the days they happened.

Future glimpses turn my stomach so badly I have to catch myself before I puke up the never ending feelings.

Sensitive sensitive.

A sensitive who's to sensitive.

I don't want to be so sensitive.

Governed by feelings all it's done is make me feel as though I'm cursed with never ending feelings.

I'm so lost and disconnected from whom I feel I'm supposed to be.

Because all I feel is the visions of past and future going through me.

Am I even me?

I want to pray but feel like it's pointless not knowing if it really is something to be.

I need all the answers please.

I'm about to break from all the insanity of feeling the glimpses that are governed to me.

Stop lying to yourself Bobbie you've already broke, why do you think you write so much sad poetry?

Suck it up buttercup.

Remember why you're here and just focus on what you FEEL is right and let go of the negative things you see about.............me.