Anxiety’s Mate

Shiver, shake, steely eyed glare.

Body falling, worm hole of doubt.

Plethora of words, but none to share.

Locked in a box with no way out.

Tic, toc,

I mumble as I wait

Still and watching an unforgiving clock.

My loves spills jokes, but none satiate,

Or comfort my mind

Wired and fearful,

I, anxiety’s mate.

Dawn breaks,

Will dread swallow me whole?

My hopeful heart wakes.

Only time will tell me

If I am to add this to my endless list of mistakes.

-N.B.

7 thoughts on “Anxiety’s Mate”

  1. “Plethora of words, but none to share. Locked in a box with no way out.”

    I often feel as if I have words to share but cannot find a way to say them. I love this line; I think it expresses my feeling so well! Writing is often the only way I can fully express myself. Words are our magic.

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