When you come down, from anxiety
The surge of energy,
That makes you’re heart do cardio
You’re brain turns,
into its own personal podcast radio
Toss and turn in bed
Flip over pillow,
To cool off, and mellow
The lights are low,
The covers are wrapped up tight
Anxiety makes the brain believe
Everything is said in slight
I AM RIDDLED
As snug as overthinking
The knots in you’re stomach
Like a handcuff, anchor hitch, monkey fist
Repeated five times fast
Thoughts,run together
Each pass, shortened
Does not measure
Up
Blurred-
Until, there is no rope left
To secure-
No interpretation of ones’
stream of consciousnesses
Leaves lack of rational understandings
I AM FREE-FLOATING
Hands,
still mirror the movements
No magician,
But,my smile is a slight of hand
Jokers wild and aces high
Overall, my demeanor remains,
neutral
Just like blood sugar drops
Anxiousness does mimic,
a fainting goat, toppled over,
with fear:
Drops you’re body
To the bed-
Or the floor
Like bag full of Lemonheads
Anxiety ridden words,
are hard to chew on...
About the Creator
Saroyan Coles
I want to empower others with my writing. I have always dreamed of seeing my name, on something.
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