Highs and Lows

How quick I’ve changed

From just a few hours ago

Have I ruined it

Or did it go away on its own?

Happy happy no more

The hyper little girl is gone

Now in her place

And anxiety ridden chick

Not yet fully gone

Not yet off the grid

But still kinda bad

And pretty close t it

Intuition sky high

Check in

Got firsts right

Probably from quiet time

Used to breathe

And get in tune

To look inward

And outward to you

But what am I saying

It makes no sense

I want my boyfriend 

I’m on the fence

On whether i should speak or not

Call or not 

But I’m fine

He’s not answering

Probably busy this time

He’s not answering 

I think he’s okay

Don’t wanna worry him

My edges are frayed

I’ll live

I’ll survive

It’s not like I wanna die

It’s just a bit more energy

A bit more focus this time

A little crazy maybe 

But I can deal

It always goes away

And I can heal

It’s not, bad per say

Just, too much to play

Not horrible

Just, much.

A low.

-- BlackFox