This poem is about my struggle with anxiety and the hope that the pain will be worth it in the end.
Palpable
Pulsing
What sets it off?
Paralyzing
Consuming
How long will it last?
Debilitating
Destroying
Just try to focus.
Creeping
Seeping
Permeating my existence.
Throat closing
Heart throbbing
What does it want?
Circumstances
Situations
Fuel for the flame.
Helpless
Childlike
Riding the wave.
Surrendering
Succumbing
Trust in the flow.
Listening
Learning
What does it want?
Excavating
Exfoliating
Deeper we go.
Grating
Grinding
