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Anxiety

The Circle

By Brandis G. Published 2 years ago • 1 min read
Anxiety Burns Hottest

Hard to see

Difficult to discern

But burns just under the surface

Hands shake

Breath grows shallow

Like smoke in a room

Lungs overwhelmed

Chest has a heavy weight

Focus-Focus-Focus

Keep up the Smile

No one knows the feeling of being

Burned alive-

inside to out

Breathe just Breathe

Count to three and thirty

Find the corner of quiet….

Stay in the created circle of safety

The worst has passed

On and on I go

Minute to Minute

Hour to Hour

Day to Day…

Until the hot coals

Underneath and within

gasp greedily

gorging on air as the coals are found

deep down inside

burning hotter and hotter

to fuel to fan to flames again….

The circle continues

The dog chases it’s tail

Frantic and in a losing cycle

The smoke twists and twirls up and up

Then disappears…

Until it begins again.

Mental Health

About the Creator

Brandis G.

Writing has always been one of my passions. Photography is a close 2nd for me- living in Montana there is no shortage of photo ops! 3 cats & 1 dog make up my furry family. I lost my husband and love of my life 5 years ago to ALS.

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    Written by Brandis G.