Each morning
You awake
Parchment waiting
For you to take
Eagerly unfurl
Its haggard vellum length
A single word
Inscribed upon it
“Doom”
A prediction, or interjected statement?
It matters not
For it repeats the performance
As you wake
Daily
Never to abate
STOP CRYING
Stop Crying!
Why can’t you?
There is no end
To the answer
Stop Crying!
Tears flow
Wails fly
Gasping snorts
Stop crying!
Heart pounding
Head swarming
Skin blazing
Stop crying!
Manic rocking
Sound blocking
Frantic swatting
Stop
Crying
K.B. Silver
Focusing on the negative can lead to panic and fear constantly rising in the background. Creating the perfect envirnment for panic attacks and meltdowns to grow and thrive. It isn't childish, or weak to fill your space with positivity.
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K.B. Silver
K.B. Silver has poems published in magazine Wishbone Words, and lit journals: Sheepshead Review, New Note Poetry, Twisted Vine, Avant Appa[achia, Plants and Poetry, recordings in Stanza Cannon, and pieces in Wingless Dreamer anthologies.
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