Survival Brain
And how to break free from it
For once in my life, everything is stable.
And yet I feel ready to fight any evils.
My hands should be free and untensed,
and yet they are balled up into two fighting fists.
The atmosphere is calm,
and everything is still.
But my eyes are waiting,
for any upcoming hill.
My finances are balanced,
yet spending a penny feels too much.
I have a savings account that's building,
yet I am too afraid to let myself touch.
I feel the most stable,
and yet I can't relax.
My survival brain is just too intact.
I am not even hungry,
but I don't want to waste food.
Everything is in zip locks,
and dinner for five nights is brewed.
The area screams 'safe',
but I lock my car.
I make sure that I don't walk far.
Will there ever be a time where I feel free, safe, or secure?
I don't know anymore.
My brain is in survival mode,
and there doesn't seem to be an end.
I see no off button,
the thought of one brings me dread.
I am sure that even if I ever live in a million dollar house,
I'll ration my food,
lock my car,
and spend almost all of my time,
watching the stars.
About the Creator
Nixza Gonzalez
My passion for writing is suddenly back and I want to share it with the world!
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