Ficticious fantasies fixated on folding my feelings.
As anxiety, angst and attacks alleviate me at my angers anchorage.
Debating doubtful dreams of delving into a deeper depression.
Though Realitys rash recall rides recklessly, reviving and renewing lost resources of real hope.
As i awaken from my nightmare.
External elation envelopes equally throughout my entirety, entering a state of eternal tranquility.
Softly singing silent symphonies, surrounded by peace.
Alliteration can be compared to the almost trigger like effects anxiety and bad thoughts have. One word (a thought) is connected to another, and so on and so forth.
Anxiety activates alliteration amongst alternative anguish; aching, angering, absorbing, ambushing and alleviating artificial abuse.
It can be a blessing if controlled right, and a curse if used wrong.
An anxiety alliteration.
~Larko
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