Baseless

Nobody knows
I’d rather not tell
Anxiety grows
I’m under a spell

The reason is vague
I cannot explain 
I’m pained with this plague
But feeling no pain

What goes on inside
Is hidden from you
As though I have lied
Of things I’ve been through

Your torture is clear
Evident are your trials
It’s thicker than fear
A sickness worth while

While I remain weak
I struggle the basics
You cringe when I speak
Over something so baseless
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Turner Avatar
September 23, 2021 at 3:13 PM
I wrote a poem once called "State of Mind" this poem reminds me of it a lot. Be well my dear. Just live one day at a time:)
Pigeon Tart Avatar
September 14, 2021 at 7:58 PM
I feel this, viscerally. I love how you do that. The tempo betrays the depth of pain but makes it so much more. If that makes sense ;), xomo!
Fenn Avatar
September 4, 2021 at 8:37 PM
Great rhythm and rhymes Anna, about something so difficult as bottling up your feelings. Hopefully you'll find an outlet for them. God bless you, Jennifer
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