Anxiety
I’m alone in my room
In the semidarkness
8 pm, the dusk has stolen
The world’s color.
I’m aching in places
I’m too familiar with,
These lines I tread
Are blurring blurrier.
Tongue in my teeth, my
Arms are too heavy to lift.
I am lost and furious
And cannot fix myself.
None of the noise is enough
To penetrate my skull.
I stare at a screen and hurt
And none can reach me.
Copyright © Little Sperling | Year Posted 2017
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