Anxiety
I have a mechanism that allows me to cope with the complexities of everyday life
A way to pull back from the edge
To descend from the ledge that I found myself
One minute fine
Next minute gone
I calm my nerves
Untangle the bundle of misfired synapses that serves to keep me locked, transfixed between fight or flight
Lungs deflate may ever expanding ego
Reminding me of my place
It is not here and neither am I
I have left my body
Being eaten by invisible eyes
That cannot see the truth
I have a mechanism that allows me to cope with the complexities of everyday life
But often I forget
Thoughts
In this world there are only two tragedies. One is not getting what one wants, and the other is getting it.
: Lady Windermere’s Fan
Picture is from The 1975 At Their Very Best – Final Show in Amsterdam 2024
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