poetry

  • Anxiety attack

    Once it had subsided I tried to explain it But the words made no sense Failure Drowning Tightness Suffocating Tears Heavy Frozen “What triggered it?” I don’t know. Maybe that thing… But that doesn’t seem enough Maybe everything… But then I am ungrateful I have a good life And should not feel this way. The…

  • Next

    Remember remember remember. There’s that you keep forgetting There’s this you keep procrastinating And that other thing Why haven’t you taken care of that yet? And a hundred other things Some trivial and some more important Waiting in that long line that continues all the way around the corner One in One out Too many…

  • Presence

    I miss you when I am away Your laugh Your smell Your touch The Golden hazy image of your smile and curls warm my soul I dream of our next moments together Envisioning the wild perfection that you are And then you are next to me The buzz of your breath and voice and body…

  • Poetry is for anxious writers

    Writing is therapeutic for me, but like anything in my life, it’s easy to overthink. When my anxiety is high I get overwhelmed by the idea of writing a blog post. I don’t have the energy to compose and clarify, edit and smooth. So I just don’t do it. Which leads to stifling and bottling…