I am quiet and paranoid.
I wonder if others see me panic.
I hear by heart beating faster than time.
I see everything go shaky, do others?
I want to stop this fear,
I am quiet and paranoid.
I pretend that I am okay.
I feel my legs shake and my voice tremble.
I touch objects the help me settle,
I worry about everything that could happen.
I cry about how I keep everything inside.
I am quiet and paranoid.
I understand if you don’t get it,
I say that I’m fine but,
I dream about jumping and blowing up.
I try to push my intrusive thoughts aside.
I hope you understand that,
I am quiet and paranoid.
Poetry
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With your voice and language, you capture the feeling of anxiety perfectly. The choppy lines and anaphora add to this well. I would go even further with your panicky imagery – the shakiness and rapid heartbeats are a great start but you can add even more if you flesh this poem out. I am excited to read more from you!
Thank you so much. I love the tips and the feedback.