worryA Poem by Damion Kirksey
I'm worried.
It's planting a seed, and needs to feed. It's chosen it's host and once again it's me, I try to sooth myself with a cup of tea. It doesn't work, my mind keeps racing, and once again i start pacing. She disappears without a word, ohhh how i find this emotion completely upserd. Yet here it is with some doubt, I'm in a bout and all i can do is pout. This dark feeling, bringing with it fear. In my mind i try running, but my physical body stays still and my eyes go to tear. "Her parents are abusive, you need to be intrusive," the worry whispers in my ear. "Meeting her will make you feel better, better than writing that stupid little letter." I try to ignore him, but in battling an invisible demon that option seems dim. It's harder when i know he's right, I guess it's time for fight or flight. Sometimes eternal rest sounds best, but then again i'd fail life's big test. "She's not coming back, You're such a sad sack" he goes again, "Can't you see, you've lost her forever. Think about it whose as right as me? Now stop writing that wretched letter!" I block him out, I just want her to hear me shout. My love come back, it's on the attack! This worry is taking it's toll, And i'm about to lose control!
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