Shadowbox15

Storm of Worries

Anxiety can sort of feel

like an endless

storm of worries

 

drip

drop 

drip

drop.

 

My Stone mind

swallows

the constant panic

 

drip

drop

drip

drip

 

Of every little thing.

This worry/water

strangles and drowns

 

drip

drop

drip

drop

 

all of my insides

and leaves my 

stone mind

 

drip

drop

drip

drop

 

hollow

Comments2

  • orchidee

    Good write Shadow. A sort of storm that dries everything up.

  • FineB

    Thank you ShadowBox15

    Great poem.

    Anxiety I can worry at times.

    I am wondering will they pay me in time for Xmas.

    I have started a new job.

    Keep writing
    FineB



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