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I Am Not My Fear

I feel I am drowning In open air, Clawing at dirt that isn’t there No one sees my distress— No one really cares Clacking, scraping sounds Of glasses and plates Echoes of breathing and voices Assault my senses, And still I cannot breathe… Even as I am safe, My mind leaves me terrified My heart clamors in each darting beat, My legs tense and twist below me The noise rattles me, Though somehow I remain still This mass that is me reviles itself, It means to move and remove itself, Though in obligation, Cannot budge For so long have I known you all, Why then, do I feel like a stranger in a foreign place? Like a stricken stray dog, Filthy and lost, As you ignore me with no ounce of pity I can hear their whispers— They think I'm not listening, And they think I don't care They’re wrong... I cannot handle the overload of senses I do not wish to be rude I am not stand-offish on purpose I wish you knew... I wish you knew... How hard it is just to say "hello" Even to you, Whom I have known all my life… I wish I could turn it off I wish I could be normal I wish...I wish I wasn’t afraid, But I am… I mean not to lock myself away, To never venture past the safety of my own mind I wish to call for help but I choke on the words And look for a sweet Escape— A place for my own mind Without Reality pressing down Anxiously I await your departure, Just as all the others have fled Wrath left behind their wake… I watch lonely—helpless to reach out Useless in my own body mind and soul I'm drowning on land With no escape Though it ails me and paralyzes me, I am not my fear… Sometimes even fantasy does not alleviate the pain, And in its depths, I wander and wonder with distain, All I want you to know is that I am more than what I seem, That in this state, I can never be what I want to be, But I promise you, this is not all There is so much more to me And I struggle so frail to stand tall, What I am just isn’t what you see, So as I leave, as was meant to be, Just know how much you mean to me Don’t give up when I take a plunge into the deep ends of woe, Just wait for me on the surface, For time and solitude will ease me back So that much more of me you shall know If I flake, I do not dislike you, Suffocating outside these walls Whenever I leave, I need to recharge You may not see me For days, for weeks, maybe months, But I love you still and wish for your company Alongside me in my comfort place, In my happy silent solitude But to have you with me Would make my day—my year To know, to see that you care I wish for you To be around To be okay with staying inside I wish That I could decline invitations Without being considered rude ...no, I wish I could be normal like you I wish I could be normal... Your normal I wish I wouldn't burden you I wish I could turn it off And never let turn back on But there is no switch... There is only me The freak that burdens your day Perhaps though, I should not trust these feelings That burn the very life out of me At times I cannot tell these lies from the truth For this anxiety drowns all reason, Controlling me, The currents of frustration thrashing me down And perhaps it is true, That in my mind more than yours, I have let you down, That I have disappointed and failed you, And in the suffocating blackness there is no hope for recovery No white cloth, to wipe this grimy slate clean Just trust in my heart, And know that the fear is not me, And that I love you more than you will ever believe A collaboration with my best friend Rebecca Larkin, on behalf of anxiety

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 12/29/2015 10:10:00 PM
That was outstanding!!!
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Laura Breidenthal
Date: 12/29/2015 10:17:00 PM
Thanks, Rose:) I appreciate the visit! ~Laura
Date: 12/17/2015 4:03:00 AM
lines with curves of wisdom and landscapes of awe! My mind is in a park of joy to how I manage selecting this page. Keep on writing dear poet and as always, a wonderful 7 without a doubt!
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Date: 12/5/2015 9:49:00 PM
You described anxiety well. I hear you telling yourself that you are all of the things above..."I can't help myself" and so on! What about if you affirm, "I can help myself, there is HOPE for recovery." When you go away, could you invite and trust someone to go with you, to observe what you do then, find out what is the fear and what caused it in the past? Did it begin with childhood timidity? I hear your Pain! Hope you find someone to show empathy. God bless. RP.
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Laura Breidenthal
Date: 12/6/2015 2:51:00 PM
I am moved by your words and draw strength from your sympathies. This collaboration means to resonate the true being of a person is not defined by their fears and insecurities, but from the heart that seeks to make known their love from a mouth that finds it difficult to express. There is a freedom in poetry, an outlet to pain otherwise left in the shadows of the mind. ~Laura
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Rainbow Promise
Date: 12/5/2015 10:01:00 PM
Much love too Laura, God bless.
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Rainbow Promise
Date: 12/5/2015 10:01:00 PM
It is not that anyone is deliberately putting barriers in your way, or that you are not Free to go and come. No one is telling you, you are telling these things to yourself: "At times I cannot tell these lies from the truth For this anxiety drowns all reason, Controlling me,..." Could you imagine someone having to separate Truth about themselves and ignore the Lies that are being forced into their brain? You need a shoulder to lean on, hope it comes soon!
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Rainbow Promise
Date: 12/5/2015 10:00:00 PM
It is not that anyone is deliberately putting barriers in your way, or that you are not Free to go and come. No one is telling you, you are telling these things to yourself: "At times I cannot tell these lies from the truth For this anxiety drowns all reason, Controlling me,..." Could you imagine someone having to separate Truth about themselves and ignore the Lies that are being forced into their brain? You need a shoulder to lean on, hope it comes soon!
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Laura Breidenthal
Date: 12/5/2015 9:51:00 PM
Thanks for the encouragement, Rp! It is interesting to explore the root of our fears, and you give excellent advice. I really appreciate the positive feedback. Much love, Laura
Date: 12/4/2015 7:06:00 PM
The psychology in the title is profound! The correlation between anxiety and solitude is fascinating to me,some of us never learn how to be normal,some of us don't accept it,and sum just ain't meant to be normal. All I know is that normal never achieved anything great,in love, art, science,war or sport Laura.Being abnormal is very painful at times and can really wreck a person.The compassion,courage, & therapy of this fine collaboration with you and Rebecca puts strong feelings in my soul J.A.B.
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Laura Breidenthal
Date: 12/4/2015 7:59:00 PM
Summed up wonderfully Justin (: And I surely agree! ~Laura
Date: 11/30/2015 7:41:00 PM
We know that too much anxiety is not a good thing. It tends to drive us crazy and hurts. Yet, you describe it so well. It's almost too scary to read this. This to me is much more scary than bouts with the devil below. This is just a more powerful devil for which there is no method to quell at times. It could suffocate. I would say more, but I am having an anxiety attack! Aye jeez! So, we who have this do sometimes appear to be off the wall. We have to face our fears, but it's never easy.
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Laura Breidenthal
Date: 12/3/2015 5:32:00 PM
True, Duke. We must make the effort to be more gentle and understanding, for many do suffer from anxiety, in different levels. ~Laura
Date: 11/30/2015 6:58:00 PM
Drowning in you own grave. Nobody reaches into say you. You are alone. No one understands you. You are drowning in an uncompassionate world. Hoping for someone to reach out and give you their hand. It's a sad world lonely world we live in. My hand is always there my dear. A great write and it breaks my heart. I am here if you need me. ~Kilmer!
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Laura Breidenthal
Date: 12/3/2015 5:43:00 PM
<3 Thank you love! ~Laura

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