Poetry Blogs (anxiety)

Pick Up (A Selfish Poem)

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It’s so tempting to call you
There’s a voice screaming at me to just
Pick up the phone
Just pick up the phone
Against every urge
I’m silent, all except these prose
I must stay silent
Must wait
Wait for what?
For the message, the text, the phone call
Another voice tells me
That will never happen
Selfishly, I want you to miss me
I want to make you miss me
Ma...

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Reminiscent

Wind rocks my boat tonight,
Sitting on this bed I feel little more than whole,
The nausea creating holes in my fickle heart.

Father walks cold in the streets of Paris,
Back turned to me,
I wander further upon this ragged terrain.

Distant memories fading yet again,
For in the presence of men and wind,
My skin becomes fatal.

The very blood,
Putrid,
And foul.

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Patience (September '17)

i am never one to say ‘i was only kidding’

i am the type who experiences guilt

physical and mental

never mad at those who snap at me

deservedly so

but

patience is something that i need

so please

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Twilight Reclusive

When the night doth come, weary follows distantly. 

Toiling farther from the dawn with each passing sunset, offers not the distraction so sought out by its woeful captor.

With worried mind and worried soul and yearning for slumber. Not for rest, but for release. 

Relentless is the repeat of ruminating reasoning. Soul wrenching speculation scews sensibility, until slowly and sluggishly sle...

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Fickle and Afraid

People born unequal is a matter of life,
The seeds of despair are set to ripen beneath the full moon.

Arrogance flourishes from the talent of the few,
Oh how they stand so tall and watch great flames over small mountains.

Your great starlight showed me a path,
I thought I could see myself in the mirror of your eye,

I see now that you are who I wished myself to be,
Unlimited potential.

...

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Identity

Swiftly in the breeze,
Greatest tides crash,
Children playing softly in the sand.

Geese flock in arrows and the sky so warm,
I witness the power of sanity,
Yet I recoil from it in unforgettable agony.

The truth is that in this world,
You become what you are,
And you die that way.

Yet

I must disagree,
For even if the great moon shining in the sky collapses into the ocean below, t...

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Invisible Shark Syndrome

When you look at the water
From the specific position of the diving board.
It stays still with the silence of god himself, unmoving despite the world continuing.

 

It was noon, and the lifeguard made a joke.
"Be careful, there's a shark in the water!"

 

I could see all the way down past the  top of the water to the mid-blue circle spiral encompassing the 'deep bowl' of the pool.
I ...

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I've seen you with other lovers

I’ve seen you enveloped in passion

Entranced and wandering aimlessly

In all consuming lust as you fold

Into taut skin stretched over

A well-tuned bicep shimmering

With the sweat of ones who

Would possess you,

Confiscate your love,

Loyalty, lust, passion, devotion,

Breasts, lips, thighs,

And even your new mountain bike.

 

I’ve seen you capitulate to complete

S...

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Feel Like I'm Crazy

Feel Like I'm Crazy

The doctor tells me "it's Fibromyalgia"
I've never heard of it before
But I think finally I have an answer
For all of my pain
But it doesn't take me long to decipher
It's something that they can't explain
Do they think that I'm insane?

They don't understand it
There is no cure
It's a curse not an answer
And I don't know how much more of this I can endure

They ...

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A Triadic Structure of Depression

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My poetry's hollow and null
And like my life it is quite dull
So I ramble and cry
And I wish to just die
While I ponder why I've not been culled.

 

And yes even so
I continue to write words
With no direct form

 

Rhyme scheme, structure, they mean very little
To a person who has no control of their life
And apathetically watches as he carries on strife.
And in a rotted hole, th...

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The Final Witness

Shallowly sagging in vicious winds of a cold autumn night,

The grass vibrates me a tune as I wander forwards through green and yellow forest,

Blissful mist of rain creating small fluorescent puddles on my skin.

 

The acidic thorns of men once stood behind the walls of fantasy seeping into the water,

Scorching my skin,

Red splotches ooze remnants of a world once to have been seen ...

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Anxiety, My Companion (a daily struggle)

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Sometimes I can

rail against it,

sometimes it

conquers me.

 

Sometimes I hide

it well, other

days the fatigue

of fighting it shows.

 

Some people

Sympathize,

Empathize

Others say,

"Get over Yourself."

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The Room

The Room 

 

It's smaller on the inside,

Come and be my guide.

The lock shrinks the place, 

to such a tiny space.

The space is retreating,

It stops your heart beating,

Room starts swimming,

Constricting air thinning.

Can't help feeling sickly,

I need to get out quickly,

It constricts your chest 

Lead weight thermal vest.

Sweat covers my brow,

Need to get...

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OCD

O-C-D-C

1-2-3;

D-C-O-C

4-5-6;

Must touch once, twice, thrice!

Otherwise I must pay the price!

Penetrating thoughts that won’t go away,

Compulsions that haunt me day by day,

Anxiety comes, anxiety goes,

Got guilt, depression and so much obsession.

O-C-D-C

1-2-3;

C-D-O-D

Please leave me!

 

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Cracks

Cracks. 
Subtle and nearly invisible at first, 
slowly crawling over my skin, 
forming fractols of scars. 
Suffocating, 
entrapping me inside my own body, 
crushed under the broken glass
penetrating through every inch of exposed skin, 
deepening with every thought unsaid, 
every night of comfort you missed, 
every casual remark you passed. 
My silent screams ring in my ears 
waiting to...

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Lost Friends

"Like a house of cards, 
one blow from caving in..." 
I sing heavily alone in our house, 
carrying the weight of our dead 
friendship in my voice, 
hopelessly waiting for a familiar hug, 
a touch of warmth to lighten 
the evergrowing darkness in my mind. 

I can still feel the love in our captured memories,
hear the leaves rustle with a deafening reminder
of the time I forgot how to spe...

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Lost

The more I go

The darker it gets

Doesn't matter what is my choice

It's always the wrong one

I missed all the tracks

But there is no survivor left in me

I wish I was the never ending story

That at least came to end.

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Inside My Head

You,

the mean voice inside my head,

a monster tormenting me.

You are lurking in the darkness,

waiting for the moments when I'm weak.

When I am feeling down,

that's when you speak. 

Won't you stop?

You scream,

you shout, 

you fight, 

for some peace.

And I keep telling myself

just breathe...

just breathe...

just breathe...

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Human

Tell me I'm broken

Tell me that it's too late to glue all the pieces back together

Like a shit mosaic we made when there was nothing better to do

My body is a vinyl that no one's played in years

Scratched and distorted but the music is still the same just heard by different ears

If my body is a temple in which my mind is the God of it's intention

Then I must surely be an athiest 

...

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Done again

A brain that’s been tapped and tinkered is suddenly transformed.

A soul that’s been prodded and pulled is carefully put back in its place.

Thoughts have been dusted and polished and put away in their boxes.

A gut that been untangled, unknotted, instead now tied in a bow.

 

But then the scars to the brain have split.

The crack in its box is on display.

A scratch to the soul wan...

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rudely interrupted

It is the assumption that people tend to reflect and contemplate in the dawn of the night 

When noones awake to hear the sorrow in your sobs

When it's too dark to see the weakness in your eyes 

And your lonliness enables your imprisoned vulnerability to surface 

 

But what happens when this negativity suddenly seep its way into the happenings of your everyday life 

When these mor...

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3am

I'm lying awake at 3am

Why am I never intoxicated with positivity? 

Why aren't I a fountain of enthusiasm?

Why can't I see the euphemistic light in this unilluminated darkness?

 

I'm lying awake at 3am

All of my uncertainties are overwhelming 

The formidable anxiety I've become acclimated with seeps in through open wounds

And yet I've learned to find tranquility in this res...

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Darkness

This one comes from some older stuff of mine, written whilst dealing with what i didnt realise was a depression / anxiety disorder at the time.  Thankfully now its under control, but reading this back makes me remeber just how black things were back then.

 

Darkness; continuous, deep, perpetual darkness.

Constant.  Soulless.  Empty dark space.

It laps at the edges, frayed edges of my c...

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Self reflection.

I used to think writing was an escape, 

But i now realize that it has never been anything more than a device to feed into every word that I use to bring the emotional drain that is my heart and mind to a story between the paper and ink. 

It seems that the lights flickering above me have more meaning, 

At the age of seven, I was told the truth as to where my father was and why i never hear...

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Sad Drunk

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Unbroken stares into the cracks of my ceiling, 

I stare at every single imperfection as if they were calling out my name,

Perhaps it resembled a metaphor of my negligence to cope, 

 

I am but a mold composed through the mind of depression, 

I am empty and I am broken,

Perhaps I'll stroll to the pond and hope the gray clouds part,

Til then, 

I'll continue to sip the sorrow i...

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New Wounds

Fetch the scissors
Bring the knife too
I've found something 
for me to do

Watch the blood drip
Make a red puddle
They all seem to judge
Without knowing the struggle

If they can all hurt me
I can hurt me too
I feel like I deserve it anyway,
That's why I do what I do

"Attention seeker"
That's what they label me
But they don't know
What I have to see

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Writing is Power

Writing gives me the power to express how I am feeling without actually having to say,

I have a pen, paper and 24 hours in a day.

Although I keep my silence, I can still let it all out

I could talk about the blood, sweat and tears but they're all visible signs.

The things I need to talk about are all in my mind.

I find it so difficult to trust family and friends

but have no prob...

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Body

I've reached my goal weight

I think to myself

But don't ask how I did it

You don't want to know

That depression and anxiety

Is causing my body to change

That trips to the gym

Are only to get through the mundane

Don't tell me I look good

Because deep down inside

Looks don't really matter

When your life is full of pain

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Calm

The calm that I seek,

Still blue sea,

Anxious waves that crash over me,

Making me hardy to future attack,

The peace that I seek is setting me back

 

Maybe it doesn't exist?

Maybe that is where my peace lies? 

In accepting that it can't be sought?

Is it already here?

 

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FEAR OF FLYING

going from one terminal to

another terminal like a zip of current

the electricity is in the air

and it feels terminal like the death of me

a suspension of disbelief

      and can this be real?

 

The sky is a pocket of trust

a slipstream, a dream

as I watch the backs of heads

thinking forward motion or not at all

and the outside is looking in

through bulging eyes...

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Highs and Lows, Frogs and Toads

5th grade was my downfall

Anxiety coupled with A.D.D

Made for the perfect broken marriage.

 

6th grade was calm.

I had everything under control

And I was taking medication

 

But 7th grade was morbid.

A child,

One only the devil could produce,

Had arrived with the diseased name

Of Depression.

 

8th grade was the year Depression made friends

Suicidal Tho...

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When The Light Dies And Darkness Thrives

Great,

The bus,

Every morning indecisive and overwhelmed

Who should I sit by?

The question is,

Who would want to sit by you?

I mean, No one wants to,

And you know it.

Shut up…

That's not true.

I've got plenty of people who wouldn't mind me.

There’s the girl I sit next to in class

And we talk from time to time.

Oh, and don't forget the boy who waves hi to me i...

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"Are You Okay?"

Who am I?

Who are you?

Who are we?

We…

Us…

Me…

I.

I don't know who I am.

I don't know who you are.

I don't know who we are.

Are…

Were…

Am.

Am I me?

Am I you?

Am I we, us, them?

Them too.

Too many thoughts whirling in my mind.

Mind’s infected.

Infections of madness consuming me.

Me…

Us…

We…

I.

I thought I knew who I was.

I t...

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Bitter

How can something so sweet, be so bitter?

Your love was something special, it has never withered.

The night sky comes creeping in as a shadow

As soon as the light is gone, my smile fades

The true side of my heart turns old and gray

For I do not wish to keep living this way

The bottle has been too friendly to me, these last couple days

 

Morning breaks, another night accompl...

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The Endless Pit

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The crack of dawn, yet absent of light

Darker than the hours preceding

Only one could dread a new day

But it's a constant battle and endless fight

To rise from this dungeon

To enter this isolated Hell

The morning is slow, yet all too short

Lead weights on all limbs and eyes

No routine, but a mission

To begin each day, Only to distort

The true soul trapped inside

Ac...

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Summer Worries

The warm and jolly streams of wind 

Are finding paths all through my hair

Just to escape the summer sun

And hope that it won't find them there.

 

They played this game all through my past,

But for today I couldn't care.

I have a problem on my mind 

Thant won't disolve in boiling air.

 

I dream of rest for broken minds.

I dream of peace inside my head.

The one I ...

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Every Day Battles


Right now, there is a battle being fought which you won’t be aware of.
It isn’t the war to end all wars, but it’s one you will have heard of.
It’s called anxiety.
Like a wolf spider, it lurks beneath the surface of society
ready to catch its victims off guard,
often leaving their mind permanently scarred
when it chews them up and spits them out.
Worry, anguish, fear, self-doubt
seem to h...

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What's going on inside my head

Wish I could turn it off

Buzzing

Whirring

Voices echoing around

Wish I could reboot my brain!

 

I keep it all inside

All my worries

Fears

Stress

But I'm scared Scared I'm going to crack up

There's only so much I can think about

 

Keep it bottled up

Even though it's not healthy

I need to release the cork

Don't want to be in that dark place again

 

...

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Lemons

They say, "When life gives you lemons, make lemonade."

You start slicing those lemons

Knife slips

Where's the first aid?

The lemons are too sour to put in a drink

The sugar runs out

The water rusty from the kitchen sink

The lemons keep coming

They're heavy to hold

From innocent lemonade stands

To bags of lemons turning to mold

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Fireworks

That delicate way you take me to that distant place
I never really told you because you never asked
And I never really notice until I’m left to chase
I’ve barely stopped to breathe and the moment’s passed
 
And that delicate way you break me, design my night and day
Devotion soon devours, anxiety would roam
And then I'm scrutinising sentences, every single word you say
An...

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Fey Times

Fey Times
Oh this unwelcome thing in my head has returned on this beautiful July summers day. I felt its onset, of this thing, last night. My sleep was troubled. Like a few rough waves before the cyclone hits home. An hour ago it hit me, a varied mental assault. Anxiety machine gunning my mind. Taking no prisoners here.

Hidden inner darkness rattles its lid and wants to escape the box. F...

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Pure O

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Pure O

 

Light On

Light Off

Light On

Light Off

Go to the door

 

Oven

Switched off

Oven

Switched off

Go back to the door

 

Go out

Turn key

Turn away

Go back

To lock the door

 

Sit down

In car

Get out

To check

Locked door

 

Four pens

In line

Adjacent

Squared off

Did I Lock The D...

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Spring Tanka

A winter bite that

mocks the spring, pincers its cocoon.

A life supported?

Cease one's internal decay,

Even ice melts. Love's fluidity.

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Beat to my own drum - NaPoWriMo Day 5

Adopt

Saint Stephen's tale

It's Friday, sweets from Mrs Smith

Degeneration X and anarchy

Frankie's words: two tables, four chairs, suspension.

Discovered passing the buck, and thus passed it.

Stole the show with Twenty-one Questions, four dancers, and a singer.

First girlfriend changed everything, "You're young, she has baggage - get rid..." … did...

A place...

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Of Pirates and Poets

 

As the last drips of rum

slip from glass to lips

I feel the heartache

of pirates and poets.

The anchor is raised on a ship

setting sail for foreign shores,

whilst my glass is raised

and tipped once more.

An empty glass,

an empty bottle;

this is the heartache

of pirates and poets -

to feel the ebb and flow,

to be the empty vessel

on a...

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The Cocoon

The curtains a cocoon

which I have outgrown

crushing me

though I dare not venture out

my wings maimed

by an internal eternity.

 

Some days they open

as the sunlight shines

and snow falls

yet it remains a parallel world

a door to an unfamiliar universe

remains locked.

 

Even inside plates pile up

like a porcelain possum

they pl...

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The Communications Trilogy Pt:3 Telephone

Hello friends

 It's been a long time coming but Pt:3 of The Communications Trilogy is finally upon us. This time concentrating on the dreaded audio device of menace, the telephone.

 I've been fairly productive recently so I will be uploading a couple more Poems in quick succession, please take the time to have a look and as always feedback is welcomed.

 

Telephone

 

Lost...

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Hero

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Once-upon-a-time, a barman worshipped the Sun.

Worked nights so didn’t see much of it

but in his head he’d got stories of

the Fire God supreme,

Blaze Lord,

vanquishing monsters who'd eat out your dreams.

 

He called the Sun ‘Hero’,

believed it had six pairs of arms,

giant wings of flame

and the handsomest nose in the galaxy.

Made moons blush

and g...

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