When I’m anxious
I feel an internal war within me.
Drips of sweat gather
At the base of my neck, and my heart
Thuds in my chest.
My closed eyelids bring restless delusions as
Thoughts of darkness
Seep past my skull’s breaking barrier
leaving my body to lie weak in silence.
Each minute feels like an hour, and each hour a day.
The world continues around me
But I stay stagnant, unable to progress.
When I am anxious, I live dwelled in the past.
I am blind to my successes
And each day brings further strain.
I long for an escape,
A one way ticket away from
Life’s troubling realities into a land
Where the sun shines brightly and the grass is always green.
I crave to dip my toes in the running waters
And breathe the salty air until
The moonlight cradles me to sleep
And I am anxious no more.
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