Miles and miles of plain skin

Judged by big words that only sink in 

Unable to bereath on these insecurities 

and my anxieties.

Maybe I am just foolish

and adding to it just useless.

A ride downhill in which my heart skips a beat.

My wrist only feel the heat.

Night full of terrors.

Focused on my errors.

Just look yourself  in the mirror,

Let me clean the mirror to get more clear.