Making Sense
sensible version of yesterday's stress induced strange poem
I'm all swirled up, whilst sat so still
Jarred and jostled
By jolts of half formed thoughts
Tumultuous yet trying to be gentle
With myself
Who I vowed to be kind to
As adrenaline travels from vein to brain
Attacking little carriages
Of troubles like the Highway Man
Demanding fight, flight, freeze or fawn
The new version of the tale
For the anxious era
Copyright © Di11y Da11y | Year Posted 2023
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