Sometimes the choosing Gets swallowed up whole Nothing left to spit out Not digestible either A big ball of finger nails Of furry rodent tails Of smug little snails And their slimy trails The choices are none Freewill a fantasy I’ll pick the jade pill please A CheerPeppers Post
A gorgeous swan dive Into worried cracks Jagged and dirty Filled like a donut With disease With rot With muck Wade in it, lung deep Search and rescue Efforts double sized Hope shrinkwrapped Into bite sized buoys Not enough Never enough First come First serve Only one per Oh… You don’t qualify Sorry I’ve been…
Bucketfuls of worry Dumped into the sand Let them burrow Deep like crabs Let the ocean find them And carry them out to sea
When you are dead You don’t care That blemish Just a blemish Your weight Just a number The gossip Just stories The haters Just puppets When you are dead The dreams Are just movies The hopes Just a waste of time The work Just distraction When you are dead If you could wish And you…
My #BeReal guest today is Jeanine Lebsack. Worry and anxiety are a normal part of life. But for some people it is a way of life. I wake up and instead of mentally planning my day I am anxious about what lies ahead. Having a daughter makes my anxiety even worse. Please welcome Jeanine as…
Tick, tick, tick, tick The ticking has teeth Biting, gnawing, jagged Razor sharp clicks Piercing rationality Tick, tick, tick, tick Silk strands of insanity Weave discourse Into complex patterns Warping sound reason Tick, tick, tick, tick Logic sits positioned On a hairline trigger Adrenaline unloads Clouding all clarity Tick, Tick, Tick, Tick An emotional time…
Brain in a straightjacket Muzzled and bound Static filled silence Absorbing the sound Re-uptake inhibitors Selecting serotonin Gagging the ruminating Inessential problem solving Doubting, worrying, obsessing Disarming a warning system Installed imperfectly Disengaging from warfare And any poisonous thoughts Used and appropriated By an amygdala born turncoat My brain locked In its own psych ward…
Time came from shadows And dreams Swirled like magical clouds From my pillow Here I am he said Turn into me again The fog drifted into sheets Emotional feats Summersaulted into beats Inside my chest Here I am he said Turn into me again Darkness fell like drapes And angels Wore fishnets spun with despair…
Anxiety feels like A polarized heart With a disorganized beat Tearing your insides apart Looking for a solution Inside a wired mess Of irrational pollution Buzzing electricity Of an adrenaline high As it reaches full toxicity Painfully tense muscles In a constant and rigid flex Making calm breath a struggle Anxiety feels like Emotional electrocution
When my husband leaves for work my daughter usually jumps in bed with me until we both wake up to begin our day. She is 10 and I never once considered telling her she is old enough to stay in her own bed because for 1 hour before each day starts I am allowed to…
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