Anatomy of a Breakdown

     too many choices
     whispered voices
     
     nagging doubts
     indecision sprouts
    
     anxiety flips
     paralysis grips

     nervous breakdown
     brain shuts down

     lowered into the ground 
     world yet goes ‘round
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Gauthier Avatar
July 9, 2025 at 7:47 PM
Gershon, I had fun reversing your lines once I figured they flowed well... I like the way this reads: whispered voices too many choices indecision sprouts nagging doubts paralysis grips anxiety flips brain shuts down nervous breakdown lowered into the ground world still goes ‘round
Wolf Avatar
July 9, 2025 at 9:23 PM
Thanks for this second look at what I wrote. Hadn't perceived it that way at all. ~ Gershon
DiMino Avatar
July 3, 2025 at 8:55 AM
I have being hearing about the end of the world is near, since I was a child -- no way, no how -- we best get to work and straighten this mess out so the next generation will have it better. Blessings my friend. You fight the good battle.
Wolf Avatar
July 9, 2025 at 8:19 PM
What mess? Let the media straighten out its mess; the politicians their mess; the polluters, their mess. I don't have any mess. I'm as straight as a stick... How about you, Joe?
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