Sunday Scaries
Sometimes the anticipation of going back to work can feel like a chapter from a nightmare…
By Fiona NnekaPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
Photo by Luca Bravo on Unsplash
A breach filling with empty space.
Dark and damp with half-forming ideas that lurk in the cracks and crevices of the brick and mortar.
Head turning this way and that - driven by surges of anticipation and dread.
Silence can be so deafening when your mind is racing with thoughts to escape the fluorescent light that awaits at the end of this corridor.
About the Creator
Fiona Nneka
Forever residing on the misty line between dream and reality.

Comments (1)
Uhhh this is such a relatable feeling. 😤 Lovely poem ♥️