Anxious wreckage..

Anxious wreckage..

A Poem by PP

Pythonic maliciousness of distrust 
Gulps peace of mind: 
Piece by piece..
Churns thoughts in every direction 
Leaving no traces 
                                .....for the sake of feeling.. 
Angry vision of brokenness 
The viewer intends to see:
Through smoky kaleidoscope of the heart 
At its rotten glory..
Gluey emotions that stink, 
With who knows what poison..?:
Form rapids of turmoil in venomous veins..
Spilling disorder in pure vanity..
May be the beholder likes to enjoy: 
Creepiest feeling of anxiety
and the wreckage it brings along..
   

© 2014 PP


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there is a lot of truth in this poignant and stellar write, laced with gentle euphemism and skillful imagery, it is a swan song to the rigors of anxiety and depression. well penned!

Posted 11 Years Ago


PP

11 Years Ago

Thank you Quin, much appreciate your review :)
Anxiety is truly horrible, especially if it is brought on by someone else. I especially thought that your first lines really described anxiety well. I would say the first two: "Pythonic maliciousness of distrust/
Gulps peace of mind" are my favorites. I think that is sort of the feeling one gets when having a panic attack. Also, your alliteration in certain lines also conveyed the overall mood you were going for.

Posted 11 Years Ago


PP

11 Years Ago

Thank you Christian for this ever so detailed review...it is truly amazing :) I have had few anxiety.. read more
"Piece by piece..

Churns thoughts in every direction

Leaving no traces

.....for the sake of feeling..

Angry vision of brokenness

The viewer intends to see"
A marvelous read and write...:)

Posted 11 Years Ago


Sami Khalil

11 Years Ago

^^~^^ :)
PP

11 Years Ago

:)
Sami Khalil

11 Years Ago

:):):)

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Added on May 31, 2013
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