anxiety

anxiety

A Poem by breanna.jpg
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date written: august 28, 2015

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help 
it’s happening again. 
the racing heart
the pounding in my head. 
shaking hands 
and eyes that don’t want to stay open. 
I am becoming lost. 
I need guidance,
but everyone in this room has clipped their wings. 
I am an over thinker
and the biggest worrier to date. 
every thing in my life is constant made up scenarios
wondering when they will happen (they won’t)
my therapist said to abandon the “what ifs”
and cross those bridges when I get to them. 
let it go. 
but what if I don’t want to cross?
I’d rather burn these bridges
and watch the flames consume 
every worry
every scenario
with the reflection lighting up my eyes
this is the guidance I needed.

© 2015 breanna.jpg


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i am a photographer and artist who has just recently taken a huge interest in poetry. i use it as a creative outlet to help channel my emotions. more..

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