Why

Sitting here at my desk
with my left hand under my chin
asking why my heart beats so fast.
I did not have caffein.

Standing in my driveway
staring at something that isn't there
feeling scared but scared of what?
I am not on drugs.

Laying on my couch
wondering why my stomache feels knotted up
is something going to happen today?
I am not drunk.

The air seems so still, like no life exists
or that life will no longer be lived.
I hear only one bird that sings
or is it the only bird left to sing?
I don't hear the children at school playing
or were they all taken away?

Why can't I seem to get a grip on life today?
why is my heart racing?
why do I feel scared?
why does it seem that the world stopped moving?
Is something going to happen today?
Like a morgue with no life,
It feels the dead silence in the air.
Am I all alone or
Can you feel it too?

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obeyandrew commented on Why

04-10-2009

Good.

lonewolf commented on Why

03-20-2009

very interesting poem. what makes you anxious.

ltroxell commented on Why

03-18-2009

I really liked this one. It really explained what anxiety feels like, and you know it if you've had it.

The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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