• Fall 2018

    Anxiety…Rest

    Anxiety comes like a tidal wave and throws me into confusion Mental illness showing through the cracks of a broken person Can’t think, can’t breathe yet breathing too much Can’t speak, yet speaking incessantly Can’t express what’s going on inside of me Frozen, thoughts get stuck in my brain like a beetle trying to wade through mud Grasping for hands, for hugs, for help Reaching for sanity, for peace, for air Anxiety rears its ugly head like a beast that’s been waiting to pounce My heart is pounding like a bass drum, speeding down a railroad track, the world is a blur Wringing my hands, biting my nails, the tears…