Anxiety Wars
Its quiet now, the silence thick
Only my thoughts to make me sick
My head so loud as the voices talk
Back and forth I rock and rock
Shut it off I prey and prey
But no matter what the voices stay
They quiet down, I think they are gone
Finally tired I silently yawn
Just as sleep is about to arrive
The voices awaken, they're still alive
There is no break, they pick and pick
Like the clock on the wall, tick, tick
Truth of their words make my stomach turn
My same mistakes, you would think I'd learn
I'll be alone for the rest of my life
Why would any man want this as a wife?
Fear and anger consume each night
Oh my God, what if they're right?
Happiness seems so far away
Only misery has chosen to stay
My little girl dreams may never come true
They're slipping away but what can I do
But no matter what my life will go on
Despite the regrets that have come and gone
One day maybe it will all work out
Til then I have no hope, nothing but doubt
Copyright © Jeanette Smith | Year Posted 2015
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