Monday, January 14, 2013

Anxiety

Tightening of the chest.
Racing pulse, and shallow breath.
Shallow palms.
Can't sleep or think or breathe.

It's not what you think;
Some love sick child,
Grasping at words and emotions.
It's so much more.

It's fear, and tears, and sadness.
Not love at all.
Not when it's all in your head.