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Agoraphobia

Born into the frustration of this life A fire fueled by abuse and negativity Feelings of anger flood over me I can’t breathe Panting and gasping because this fear consumes me All that remains within me is dark I am lost and afraid There is no light to lead me to safety This darkness is constantly with me Chains of depression bind me I am in need yet I do not ask Life evolves around me and I remain the same Crying from within the hole that once was my soul Though many surround me, I remain alone I see the world outside and long to fit in; to participate I reach for the door but it grows farther away I search and yet somehow there is no other opening Opportunities pass by like rivers I suffer in constant sorrow My heart beats rapidly out of control My breath is jagged My muscles ache and spasm My chest is constricted Darkness overcomes me and the world is silent I faint to the floor Another day gone Locked inside the walls of captivity I remain People pass, birds fly free, children laugh and play Winter, spring, summer, and fall Every second of every minute Every minute of every hour Every hour of every day Every week of every month Every month of every year Every year for all of my life I exist but do not live I am a prisoner and a slave to fear *For Sami's Small Cage, Big Bird contest

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 11/24/2009 9:06:00 AM
So evoking. As I read through I could feel myself starting to panic and then the countdown at the end, like one more brick of lead after another. Great capture of emotion.
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Date: 10/19/2009 5:58:00 PM
Awesome writing about a very real disorder for many folks ... thanks for this one, Lena. Best of luck in the contest ... this is a sure winner!
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Date: 10/13/2009 6:27:00 PM
How heartbreaking this conditon must be for those who suffer. Is this based on personal experience? I pray it isn't so. Either way, a gripping, effective piece, Lita! Hugs, Donna p.s. This should do well in the contest!
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Date: 10/1/2009 11:33:00 PM
beautiful art! Lita!.... your poems are like water to the thirsty... jim
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Date: 9/29/2009 9:28:00 PM
A phobia I am too familiar with, best of luck in the contest...Raul
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Date: 9/29/2009 10:11:00 AM
Whew! An awesome entry for Sami's contest. Surely agoraphobics experience the feelings you describe so well and feel like captives in a "small cage." Great writing, Lolita! Love, Carolyn
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Date: 9/29/2009 6:30:00 AM
Sad state to be in no matter what state you are in. I hope that this is just a topic and not your life's condition. Keep writing. Sara
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