Down the Metaphorical Rabbit HoleA Poem by surethingThis is how I feel when I have an anxiety attack, how about you?
It's like falling down
and hitting every branch along the way. It's like the simple day lily, or a small boat leaving from a large bay. The sun may shine bright on a summers day, but there will always be rain to stop the play. Until then, we go inside and find an alternative, and hope that it will be something positive. That hope can fade ever so easily, but it all becomes different when the color blue comes to mind. Everything around me eases, and the tranquil feel moves in. The string of the instruments lay close by, While all I can see is the eyes of a ghost And all I can feel is the breaking of my walls. Its like falling down, but knowing I will catch my breath eventually.
© 2015 surethingAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorsurethingAboutI am a typical adult-child who sees everything through rose colored glasses. Please don't make fun of my addiction for silly nonsense. I have an obsession with Alice in Wonderland, and I wish I co.. more..Writing
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