Inspired by Reena’s Exploration Challenge #273 & Moonwashed Weekly Prompt – Willy Nilly
trapped in our own space
listlessly tossed about in uncharted territory
letting depression and anxiety set in deeper
watching what happiness we had drained
if only something forced us to interact willy-nilly
what with our sanity at stake
but would we listen?
Inspired by Eugenia’s Weekly Prompt – Compassion &
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #209 – My brain has too many tabs open
it’s hard to explain
to those not suffering from anxiety
life feels about to explode from the inside out
thoughts are on hyper-drive
garbled fine-tuning recycling constantly turned over thoughts
feelings manifest as super-overwhelmed
have tender compassion and understanding
and support those who are recovering as best they can
when they say “my brain has too many tabs open”
Inspired by Reena’s Exploration Challenge #202 – Languish & Eugenia’s Weekly Prompt – Autumn
the leaves of autumn
languish on the forest trails
i breathe in the moist fragrance of an october rain
deep into my lungs
what was once green foliage
lush, vibrant and full
now becomes a new carpet for the forest
another layer to add to its history
i sigh heavily and gnash my teeth
for the leaves falling and bare tree branches
signal that summer has unfortunately come to an end
and an awful realization my SADD will soon begin again
every drop hits
like the punishment
i give myself
a daily deluge
of the extreme
harsh feels
precise pounding
drummed over
and over in my head
just like rain
the erosion
inevitable
the soul capsizes
the determination
wanes
the downpour
doesn’t stop
but living does
mental illnesses
agonizing roadblocks to
homeostasis
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
life is waiting
for us to appear
lacking strength
once again
this blanket of doom
intervenes
feeling wrapped up
in cold dysfunction
held hostage by fear
it stakes a claim
on our courage
strangles it
eyes can’t face the day
legs won’t move
a body screaming
with electricity
the weight of the world
too much
retreat the only option
back to bed
we grow accustomed to the dark
Inspired by Reena’s Exploration Challenge #81
I Write Her 