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My life is chaos, occasionally interrupted with sweet moments of serenity

My non-existent sleep schedule

The hectic night shifts with a frequent dash of death and dying

(A warm hand caresses my face)

Surrounded by loud, angry voices of a dysfunctional family

(A velvety voice soothes the edges of the noise)

My future is up in the air

My pug walks in circles

A metaphor is personified:

My life: a seemingly stagnant cycle consisting of too many failures and not enough success

There is no equilibrium - No forward momentum

I'm on a haunted ferris wheel and I can't get off

The view isn't pretty

Anxiety begins to creep in - crawling its way into my chest and leading a trail of ants into a new home in my lungs

I feel my chest starting to tighten

I wonder if anxiety is the reason Royce walks in circles

Warm hands wrap around my waist

Soft lips press against my forehead

A velvety voice brings me back

Muscles relax

Breathing is easier

A black pug walking in circles captures my attention

Author's Note

I was struggling with writer's block when a recent conversation regarding school and the future began to trigger anxiety & hopelessness. Needless to say, the block was lifted.

Reviews

[Chris]

Comes a time you need space - for your self and YOUR choices.

[Rye]

My future is up in the air
My pug walks in circles
A metaphor is personified:

Way cool words here, This is wonderful, love the rhythm as well.

[Stephanie]

Thanks so much!

[Alexandra]

Love you. Love this. The imagery and the rhythm is infectious. It keeps me on the Ferris wheel in circles trying to find breathe. Truly exhilarating.

[Stephanie]

Thank you so much!