A Weathered Storm

When I actually thought, taking a run through a storm, lightning never came...but it cleared my head.

Took me a good minute to get my mind together.
lost in a forest in the mist of bad weather.
I'm more welcomed to the cold, and the rain doesn't bother me.
Perhaps I found where I thought I'd be, where I outta be, I'm trapped inside my mind, like it follows me.
Oh how it feels, the anxiety.
I start to think I rather have a bolt of lightning stiking me
Cause if I'm out cold, this anxiety will tumble down the road, maybe wake up and forget it all happened.
Damn, I never thought I'd see how anxiety makes me think I'd be happy.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

This is an unusual journey thru the forest of anxiety, despite bad weather! But somehow it all works together (for anyone who's experienced anxiety especially!) Your analogies are fresh & original, your description of many different mind & mood disorders is alarmingly true-to-life!

[Andre Waters II]

Thank you, this gave me a different perspective of my anxiety as I was writing it so since then, I've been more unbothered by it. I really appreciate your review.