Poetry Blogs (anxiety)
Irony is a malicious art-form. It’s shocking and sneaky and dripping with deceit.
Is it a karmic curse? Do I deserve to be toyed with like a worn out voodoo doll?
Did I ask for this? All the years of not caring at all.
Putting myself in harms way begging to be struck.
Dancing around the fire drunk with a lust for self-sabotage.
And escaping fate every single time.
It seems like a bad-joke ...
Wednesday 7th October 2020 7:33 pm
The heart stops,
and fear attacks
tearing and scraping the insides.
Stepping back, it’s not the right time.
It’s too delicate; my hands are tied.
I stall. I ruminate. I do all the things not to destroy this.
I dread that I will, gravely… to the point of not moving.
This is what it’s like when people become a ghost.
It’s too much to go forward.
So, I turn
in the opposite d...
Saturday 26th September 2020 5:26 am
Seeing the beautiful sky,
From my dead eyes.
Wondering the beauty in the holy night,
Dark was the only colour which helps me to hide.
Hiding my sadness my sorrows my fear my cries,
Trying my best to keep the face with smile.
My hobbies,my joy, my emotions were becoming day by day a bit fewer,
Now I am just existing in the world, can't even face myself in the mirror.
Monday 7th September 2020 6:58 pm
It’s a nagging,
A light tug of the sleeve on a cold day,
It reminds you it’s there with
Every quiet evening and cancelled plan
If you close your eyes you can feel
It stronger, engulfing you with its words
And its touch, filling your soul with the
Dirty sludge it flourishes within.
It follows you while you walk from
Street to street, from room to room,
And taunts you ...
Thursday 16th July 2020 3:21 pm
To learn everyday was what taught to me,
Sinking in an ocean, moving steadily;
It was the ocean of knowledge and believes,
Suddenly the world changed, and power came to cease.
'Look at him, look at her', comparing to the whole world,
Trying my very best, to win in every word.
Becoming a good son, a dear brother and good friend,
But that 'I', was lost in the end.
I became what you want,...
Friday 10th July 2020 3:05 pm
I was fine in my bubble
just some Moses in my own parting
and yes, you ruined my thoughts
and spun me in antonyms
I always wondered
why I prayed for apocalypse before sleep
and waking up, still whatever,
whatever, was always
whispering planets secretly in my ear
you left me jungles and deserts,
you handed me worlds I never knew
what to do with...
Tuesday 30th June 2020 11:23 am
long have I stood
long stood have I gazed
long gazed have I thought
long thought have I suffered
long suffered have I
long have I stood
Saturday 13th June 2020 1:48 pm
She filled her boots when
Panic buying was the vogue her
Bulk brushing rivals aside
Toilet rolls were the
Least of it
Catering packs of SPAM enough
Condensed milk for an army platoon, boxes of candles and
Assorted biscuits filled the loft her
Bathroom plastered with paracetamol cough
Linctus and mouthwash but above all
Valium for honed to a
Tee by loneliness
Thursday 28th May 2020 11:39 am
Is there something wrong with you?
Here we are again, back at square fucking one.
All because poor little cameron can’t seem to control his feelings.
Do you have a few loose screws?
You literally choose to love people who just don’t care.
And when you cry at night, does it feel good?
Relapse, do you think you should?
Because as far as I can tell,
You’re going t...
Monday 30th March 2020 3:50 pm
in and out
up and down
pushing and pulling
A knock on the door
beating louder and louder
waking my fibers
restless and unrelenting
Louder it knocks
anxiety levels rising
these fears in me won't subside
Breathing in and out
imagining the waves
the calming waters
I am one with them
and how they rise aga...
Thursday 13th February 2020 8:55 pm
When people ask me how I'm doing I want to tell them the truth.
That my depression is the captor I can not escape from.
That my heart longs for the attention I don't sustain.
That my ears burn waiting for you to tell me you feel the same.
I want to tell you that depression has invited anxiety over.
Yes... that is the third time this week. Thanks for noticing.
Tuesday 11th February 2020 10:23 pm
in the anxious hours
when white noise
no longer lets you sleep
In the mattress springs
your percussive heartbeat
one thought then another
one worry trailed by the next
did what was said make sense?
was it understood
will this be good enough
suddenly so awake
in the anxious hours
Thursday 2nd January 2020 12:20 pm