AnxietyA Poem by MJWA poem about my struggle with anxiety and past lover
There is a rush of water
As there is a will to weep In my mind I will ponder All of the stories that you keep The water threatens, it tightens Choking me with self doubt From your point of view it lightens You can't even see the spout I look to you my eyes pleading Willing you to come But you turn away not reading You've let the water won There is a rush of water As there is a will to weep All of my words are now captured Because you never let me speak I swallow them, hide them, bury them But still they continue to thrive They want to pour out and stretch over miles to whisper to you my demise Would you shed tears, would you run, would you brighten upon hearing my name? Or would you sneer, would you scowl, would you frighten pushing me even further away There is a rush of water As there is a will to weep The memories are my cinema The stories I will keep The water threatens, it tightens Choking me with self doubt But the funeral will not yet happen For my resurrection has come about © 2016 MJWAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorMJWGrand Rapids, MIAboutI am just another college girl that likes coffee and dark chocolate too much and writes when emotional. Relative am I right? more..Writing
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