Traversing The Minefield

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tumbling thoughts ricochet
in the gray matter
plinking to the next
in the series
of many bubbling up
one after the other
filling up the braincase
a headache soon to follow
exhaustion too
but there is no stopping
resolution required
the emergency du jour
needs attention
life doesn’t stop
because we’re weary
but it ends
when we give up
and give in
braving existence
requires strength
the reserve we lose
with each assault
and gain back ten-fold
with each victory
a deposit
for the next onslaught of life
slapping into us
being in it
means caution
steps boldly planted
hoping for outcomes
giving space to skip freely
in this one life

Real Fam

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when the world
fucks with you
again
and
it hurts
these stars
of the world
will hold your pain
in their hearts
searing their love
into you
use their invisible shield
to safeguard themselves
from your anger
feed you
clothe you
soothe the aches
inflicted by circumstance
get wet shoulders
hug you
and
stay
when you
haven’t showered in a week

What the world needs is more of these people.

Sanctuary?

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Inspired by Go Dog Go Cafe
Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge 10/1/19 – Trapped in my ancient fear

my refuge
staying sane here
away from the world
which exasperates me

trapped in my ancient fear
these four walls
are the barrier
between sanity and insanity

humanity
gives me anxiety
shuffles my thoughts
doubts cloud my brain

… when can i trust the outside world again?

Braincase Blues

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shit just got real
life fucking hurts

emotions pour in
tumble out to empty me

an audience of one drama
spectators get the cliff notes

all thoughts on repeat to the nth degree
pain drags like spikes in my grey matter

good memories hurt
good feelings replaced with pain

every nerve lit
but deadened

i need time, meds, answers
and rest

i need life not to suck so much

Getting Centered

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when anxiety
diligently tries
to undermine
my efforts to live

i go inward
scared, asking questions
insulating in a bubble
surrounding my pain

it’s a lonely conflict
ravaging my body
me damaging me
tearing up my psyche

then i write

poetry
my conduit
to understanding
myself and life

Dosing As Needed

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waking up to an unusual ease
it’s going to be a good day

aahh, relaxed
breathing a sigh of relief

gone is the strain from yesterday
the agitation has lifted

would that every morning
felt this way

a smile can emerge again
not feigned, but real

there’s hope again
thank you, science