
Anxiety,
The light switch that keeps being flipped.
One moment my smiles are genuine,
The next they are fake.
Often I lay in worry
Wondering what might go awry,
Even when things are aright.
I worry about circumstances
That many might think to be crazy.
“Just don’t worry about it,” they say.
“Just let it go.”
If only I could just let my worry
Fall away like snow.
When I think you are gone,
You always prove me wrong.
As my day fades away,
I say goodnight.
I may or may not sleep tight.
As I turn off my light,
Your grip loosens.
But tomorrow I am sure,
You will once again hold me tight.
Anxiety expressed in words. I enjoyed reading it. ❤💐
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I’m glad that you did, Monique. Thank you for reading! 🙂
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Such a powerful piece about such a terrible struggle that I know many face. I myself deal with other issues, but I’ve felt the terror that anxiety brings many times. I think this poem does a really, really good job of putting it in perspective for those who may not really understand what it’s like. The constant worry about what may be, the inability to turn it off, the silent struggle that can’t really be quelled. An excellent piece, and hopefully it gives some insight to those unaware of how bad the feeling may be. Very well done!
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Thank you, Jordan. It would be amazing if this could help others relate to those who have anxiety.
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Love this poem! The analogy about the light switch is spot on!
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Thanks, Brian! 🙂
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Awesome piece! I especially loved the lines
“I may or may not sleep tight.
As I turn off my light,
Your grip loosens.
But tomorrow I am sure,
You will once again hold me tight.”
Very aptly and beautifully described.
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Thank you, Arushi. Anxiety is unfortunately a monster I am familiar with, so it’s easy to write about. Thanks for reading! 🙂
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You’re welcome dear! I wish you peace and happiness. Keep writing!😊
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💙💙💙
I know this feeling.
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💙 I hope you are doing well in your battle with it. It’s a pain.
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Thank you! It really is. Sometimes you just wonder why can’t it be so easy to do something? Especially if it was in the past. It’s really easy to feel disheartened by that. 🦾
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It is. I’m always here if you ever need anyone to talk to!
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Thank you! I really appreciate that 🙂. Same to you!
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I love your piece. The way you use the light in your figure of speech is lit.
Thanks for connecting with me. Hope we can grow together here. 🙂
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Thank you, Graymand. I hope to, as well! 🙂
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Anxiety … the unseen entity that preys on us without any explanation but also makes us very aware of how alive we are.
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Alan, thanks for reading and for your comment. It is sadly a beast that preys on many of us. It does do an excellent job, though, of reminding us we are alive. I suppose that is the one positive of it.
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Such a powerful and beautiful piece ❤️
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Thank you as always, Shweta! ❤️
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
YOWZA!
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Thank you for your support, Jonathan! 🙂
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YUP!
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Beautifully written💞 Lots of love and hugs to you 🤗💞
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Thank you, Sanjana. Same to you 💕
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