I wish I could find the right words, to help me explain.
This darkness that engulfs
My life.
This confusion that corrupts
The inner core of my brain.
Always thinking, the constant worry.
Time escaping me, even though I rush and hurry.
Constant Analysis of every word, every action.
Like dominos, this anxiety sets a chain reaction.
I swallow the pills, you believe will save me.
Pretend to feel better and hope you won’t see that,
From this internal torment,
I’ll never be free.
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Author:
Resa Bronstein (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
Wonderful write. I can relate! That's all I will say publicly but thanks for sharing---you are not alone!
Thank you!
We’re not less than other people.
For years I thought I wasn’t as good as everyone else, I just wanted my brain to process things in a “ Normal Way”.
I’m trying to learn to embrace my differences and share them openly.
Writing has helped me a lot.
As well as hearing from other people.
Thank you for reading.
Resa
Very good write Resa, you are certainly not 'less than other people'. This life we live is made up of individuals and each of us has our problems and we hope that we can find a way out of them. I get over most things through music, both playing and listening, it is a great reviver even if only for a short while. Poetry helps as well and without my poetry I would certainly struggle at the moment.
I do hope that you can find a way forward.
Hi Resa
A deep piece, which has such a sensitivity about it.
An open write, penned really well
Michael 🙂
Thank you Micheal.
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