Thought Salad

Tag: anxiety

  • High water

    Today started far too early. I woke before the dawn, unable to still my racing thoughts. Monday’s are a struggle, especially with too little sleep. But even though my list of things to do is short, it’s left me somehow bereft, at sea with myself. I hold onto the board and wonder how I got…

  • Old friend

    Old friend

    Hello, old friend. It’s been so long since you’ve come to visit I had thought – No, it was silly of me to assume. You’ve never been one To call in advance, announcing your presence before arriving at my door. You’ve always just walked right in, and made yourself at home. Sitting down, pouring yourself…

  • Walk

    Walk

  • On the ropes

  • Carpe Diem

  • The journey

    The journey

    Pounding head, Racing heart Knowing less Than at the start Each day I fight the fight Wondering if I’ll reach the light Darkness sinks Me down again All I need Is at the end When the journey’s rough The way is clear Soon the shadows Disappear At the end A new beginning If only strength…

  • Vortex

    Vortex

    It swirls In eddies Gentle, At first But as I watch The power Pulls me under Darkness all around A swirling, Churning Vortex Allowing no escape A scream bubbles up Soundless, Unheard Stuck Between Scylla And Charybdis Underneath the waters I yearn To touch the sun

  • Disquietude

    Disquietude

    It sits on my chest purring with pleasure I’m not sure how huge it is but it feels beyond measure perhaps it’s imagination making it seem bigger each day or perhaps it’s because there’s more in my way It’s becoming a friend Although not a great one it’s bigger at bad times but also there…

  • Unsettled 

    The feeling curls around my throat, Loose at first  then becoming  Tight, The coils of a python trapping me Within a tight embrace I wonder  Will I escape? Shiny though the scales are,  warm and smooth, Soft in the caress of death.  Deceptively dangerous, I gasp for breath Searching for a last crumb Of release …

  • The beast in the cage

    The pet of dread is back, Seemingly out of nowhere, But I always know it lurks, waiting for its moment   It pounces suddenly, out of a good day, Creeping inside and twisting, Making doubts rise up again Did I do the right thing? Was something overlooked? My concience berates me, continually uncertain. My memories…