Drifting on the Waves of Trepidation
a silent symphony of heartbreak draped in hues of anguish
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anxiety kisses me goodnight
there's no revival this time
•grey is a feeling I feel every day
Hope flies far out of the window as
anxiety subtly creeps into my bed
tucks me in my linen blanket
I know it's here to stay.
It caresses my hair gently
pressing its palms against my cheeks
It makes home on the tip of my fingernails,
and settles in the iris of my eyes
Clinging on to bittersweet feelings
Hanging loosely from lofty ceilings
Somewhere between staring at the walls and
Gulping resent down my throat
Anxiety wraps me in its heavy embrace
Hope is draining the life out of me
convalescence is out of the question
remnants of repressed memories
imprinted with resentful nostalgia
every passing moment is like an axe
cutting through the soft tissues of balsam
making me want to disappear into a void
anxiety kisses me goodnight
there's no revival this time
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About the Creator
Sidra Anjum
Stars, secrets whispered by ancient skies, each constellation, a saga in timeless guise,
I gaze upon the night with starlit eyes, in its celestial tapestry, my spirit forever lies.
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Comments (1)
Gosh this was so heartbreaking and emotional! Loved your poem!