Overgrown (an acrostic poem)

Overrun with emotions of ineptitude and incompetence

Vines of insecurity choked off what little emotional growth there was

Everything she wanted to do just seemed so hard to even start

Really it was just easier to sit there on her phone

Going from post to post on Instagram excessively and living vicariously

Reaching to hit the heart button but not meaning it

Outside she appeared so normal

When inside she hadn’t seen the sun in so long

Now the ever-present shade just felt right.

 

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