The Doubt That Never Sleeps
Poetic Therapy Series Part 4
Deep inside your mind, something lies hidden.
It’s fear and worry wrapped up together.
You can’t see it, but you know it’s there.
It feels like a heavy weight you’re forced to carry.
When you breathe in, it feels like you’re being squeezed.
Your heart beats fast, and it adds to your worries.
These worries are too many to count.
Your struggle is silent, like a tiny flame in the dark.
Anxiety, a thief, robs you of calm thoughts.
It turns calm waters into wild waves.
The turmoil makes it hard to stay on course.
In your mind, anxiety feels like a storm.
Your lungs feel like they can’t get in enough air.
Your chest feels tight, as if in a box.
This cage makes it hard to get hold of yourself.
Your mind feels like a battlefield, where shadows outnumber light.
Your thoughts seem to run around without stopping.
An unending loop of doubt.
But there’s a small, hopeful voice within the storm.
This voice reminds you of your inner strength.
It proposes a possibility of breaking free.
Of finding calm amid your mental chaos.
You may be shaking in fear now,
But your spirit isn’t rigid, it’s like water.
It’s flexible and can adapt.
It’ll find its way through this dark night to the dawn.
So, take a deep breath to fill your chest,
let go of your fear, and let it rest.
You’re bigger than this momentary pain.
Like the sun coming out after the rain.
Fear might drop by, but it can’t linger,
Because you have the strength to flick it off your finger,
With every pulse, claim your place,
In the broad expanse of your personal grace.
This here is as a soft compass,
Proof that you have the power to suppress,
Your body could hurt, your breath may waver,
But stay firm, and continue to savor.
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Comments (1)
Lovely writing. "Your struggle is silent, like a tiny flame in the dark." - beautiful line.