The cacophony of anxiety
The room is cacophony The noise the lights the people the movement the noise the room Everyone's staring Muscles tense involuntary I notice only because my knuckles are past-white almost translucent as my hand hides a green foam ball tightly inside its palm cave Body shakes in response Constant trembling unable to catch a breath while heart reminds sternum and rib cage it could beat hard enough to pummel its way out of my chest anytime it chooses Throat closes teeth clench jaw locks eyes freeze eyes close they see nothing they see everything they are frozen I am frozen I am thawed I feel it all and nothing I know the name of this... feeling sensation mind body soul brain heart blood muscles nerves thoughts whole being experience Welcome to anxiety population me and simultaneously not Copyright Becca Doss, 2017
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AuthorI intend to eventually gather my poems (old and new, Lyme-related and non-Lyme-related, but all from my heart and inspired by my life experiences) and include them here, where they can be read. Stay tuned! Archives
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