Too Anxious
Too Anxious
Sweat trickling down my skin,
Escaping is all I care for.
Timelines and timetables,
I don’t care,
And it’s all to say,
That I feel my tears.
My soul is mended,
But heart’s full of wounds,
You may call the ambulance,
But not too soon.
Friend circles are nice and warm
But circling makes me dizzy
And I may soon take off
The world will turn all fuzzy
Cuts and bruises
Don’t make you rude
Those smooth words
That don’t stutter do
It makes me doubt
All of my friendships
I am getting confused
with all these chirping
How can you be smiling
All the time
Without a bit of sadness,
What’s life?
If I don’t touch and I don’t feel
How am I supposed to see?
What matters really.
It’s the break before all the action
It makes all the play before worth for all it is
I know I’m supposed to touch,
But that will put me in grief
I’m sure I’ll move in
Make you even laugh
But what if I give my all,
Only to make you leave?
Maybe progress with meaning is what I don’t see.