Failure Fear...
Impossible to breath, this feeling washes over me.
White, so light the very edges lost.
Dark, my eyes wide or shut cannot be told.
Desperation infests my morn, my day, my night.
Confidence spinning as it disappears, washed away.
Fear of failure so near its very breath I feel.
Temptation almost atip of every finger.
Old ways call each and every hour.
Pull me back, by coat collar, sleeve and belt.
Time stops, time folds, time leaves and Never takes a seat.
So strong this feeling, tears and fears in equal mix....
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Author:
P.H.Rose (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 6th, 2017 18:27
- Comment from author about the poem: Bad last few days.... No one is happy All the time..... Been so tired..... And in truth Pretty depressed I've wrote some Very grey poetry. This one is about the Lightest...
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Comments3
Going through something similar here. But, older children. Helping as much as I can. Trying not to feel resentment. In the end, time will pass and in time my hope is that you are happy again. 🙂
Thank you WBL
I'm just so tired
And not myself
At the moment
It will pass
At least one of the beauties with grandchildren is that they will go back to mum. Good write.
Ha ha your not
Wrong there GF60
Thanks..
I have 5 grandchildren, all older now but I thorughly enjoy their company and always have done, especially with the knowledge that I can spoil them rotten then send them back to Mum.
Poignant poetic muse worth writing down ESP if u can do it so sublime superbly. Great freeverse style. Kudos. But it will pass.,the fear n anxiety depression. Just trust n pray.
Thank you for that
Lovely comment..
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