I always know when you're here
I feel your icy tendrils grip my heart
My pulse rises in fear
And I wonder when I'll fall apart
It's usually at night
When you invade my mind
I search for light
But it's you I find
I wonder if I can be rid of you
I don't want you to have control
Not my thoughts, not my sleep, not anything I do
But the panic seeps into my soul
I try to convince myself
"This isn't real!"
Put those emotions on a shelf
Just don't feel
But you're unrelenting in your task
Brutal, calculating, and strong
"Can't I just sleep?" I ask
Though, if I do, it won't be for long
So, I sit up and take a few
Pet my cat, drink some water and write
I take the pills that get rid of you
You won't win, Anxiety, not tonight
About the Creator
KAT Hunt
I grew up in a small town in Oregon. In 2nd grade (circa 1984), I was entered into a poetry contest. I won 3rd place and was awarded a small check and a certificate signed by President George Bush Sr. I have been writing ever since.
Thoughts on Vocal and the way the world is
"Death cannot stop true love, only delay it." – Wesley in The Princess Bride. I decided to come back to Vocal on a very cold and dark night at the end of December. I had been, and still am, convalescing from a horrible staph infection that had gone misdiagnosed for months. This, paired with the increasing challenges of being healthy, making the best choices for my co-parented child, being a wife, and being a director at a new job, was a lot to manage.
By Jazzy 2 days ago in Confessions
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