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Follow the path To a quiet spot Pick a dry fallen tree To rest upon Turn the music up Keep warm with his sweatshirt Open to a blank page Of the story of your emotions Take out your sharpened...
Worry,. In the pits of your,. Tummy,. Squeezing it. Tight,. Manifesting in terror or. Fright,. Sickened stomach,. The mind becomes a. Race,. Speeding up,. never loosing. Pace,. A feeling,.
I grabbed someone's hand. Just grabbed it. What was I doing. Who's hand was it. I didn't even want to look. I was WAY too scared and I was here for a few hours.
When you feel like crying. For something so small. When you can't do one thing. And feel you'll let down them all. "What the hells wrong with you?". You ask more and more now.
I hear the sounds throughout the night, The rustle of the bushes gives me such a fright. The tree scrapes my window making a deafening sound, Sometimes I hear feet run across the ground.
There's no music. Guilt. Shame. Anger. Yes. But not music. Half awake. Apart from that stupid bass beat from next door. Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump . . . Never changing. Relentless. Mindless.
You see it's these late night thoughts they kill me. keeping me up all night as if sleep isn't important.
I'm not elated, I just want to be sedated I'm tired of being frustrated, I'm tired of waiting Waiting for something but I don't know what The nausea the suspense causes me Makes me feel like I'm...
Anxiety gives me no mercy. I'm hoping for you to understand. I'm not sure where your at, or how you should react. My brains been spinning all night.
In English class we had to create a persona poem and then perform it. This was mine. I began in my cocoon, beside many others. My mother was naïve, a hopeless romantic at heart.
Hola, it's Sunday again here in the not-so-sunny North of England. And the rest of England, for that matter. And lots of places besides England. Gee. IT'S SUNDAY.
It starts to get dark out And my phone's beeping mad. 'Winter Weather Advisory' I'm anything but glad. Last minute run to the store, Buying everything I need.
I hate double dates. I've only been on one and that was enough. And well...it appears that my date with my fella from the online dating site is going to be a double date. Kinda.
The lack of sleep that drove me to 5am insanity I left the house this morning fearing for your sanity Stuck on perilous roads with antagonising dicks I prayed you would make it to west london quick.
I have nothing to fear,. So why is unclear,. The dread I feel,. Is very surreal,. My pulse races,. My mind in dark places,. My breath non productive,. Breathlessness destructive,.
#FreeVerse Worry Always on the edge of my mind Like a knife That Just. Won't. Leave. Like an edge that I can't drink away Can't drown Can't burn Can't cut Can't cure.
Shadows creeping in on me. I lie awake in bed. Frightening sounds of silence. Echo through my head. Overwhelmed by panic. Frozen in my fear. Feel it coming...closing in. Please don't find me here.
Snoring, At the edge of the room, Churning, It will warm up soon, Hissing, Is that actually normal. Fizzing, Come on, surely that's all?. Shaking, Hang in there mate, Burping, Couldn't that wait.
Words are harder to use, because you don't want to offend anyone or make a fool of yourself,. You just keep analysing everything you've said in your head to see where you went wrong,.
I walk these halls. Frightened. Anyone could be in here. I wouldn't even know it. People could be watching me. I could be murdered. But nothing ever happens. I just scare myself.
I'm sick of being scared of being sick. The constant worry of an anxious mind, 'Is it just a cold or is it something worse?' 'Is it just that I ate too much or is it that it was dodgy.
Before I talk to him: Is it rude to assume that people that date online must have something wrong with them. For example, me, I'm fucking shy as hell.
Chapter 2 The takeoff and flight time was quite ordinary as flights go. There was some mundane turbulence in the air but it wasn't comparable to what was there during landing.
This morning sucked. Well initially, I was uncharacteristically giddy just thinking about him. Then I started to over-think things.