Thursday, June 6, 2013

Anxiety

The anxiety is rising. It's driving and thriving.
Taking over all of me.
There is no room
I cannot breathe
Cannot be free
From the gripping terror it has over me
And feeling what I feel with my endless mind
Time has never shown me anything kind
Not when my mind is unclean
Messy and completely unseen
Breathe
Breathe
BREATHE
Try as I might
Lost in the flight
I will find common ground
I will find the lost found
And like waves out in the ocean
When tempering winds cause commotion
Eventually there is a calm that arises
Quietly and amazingly full of surprises
Breathe
Breathe
Breathe
I think I can....
I am me once again.

Written by ©Diana Jillian 6/6/13

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