Friday, May 19, 2017
Wednesday, May 17, 2017
The Skeleton in My Closet
The Skeleton in My Closet
There is a skeleton in my closet.
It hangs among my clothes.
I’ve hidden it there
So no one can see,
Because no one needs to know.
But every so often,
I reach through my sweaters,
And brush its chilly bones.
Mirror
Mirror
In my closet is a mirror.
And in that mirror,
Lives a monster.
I have never seen it,
But I can feel it peeking out,
From the crack in the doors.
Every night it watches me,
With glowing eyes.
I try to catch,
A glimpse of it,
But it always escapes,
Back behind the mirror.
And all that stares back,
Is me.
Tremble
Tremble
As
I sit and tremble they tell me,
It’s
all in your head.
As
I sit and tremble they tell me,
It’s
all in your head.
Just
be happier.
As
I sit and tremble they tell me,
It’s
all in your head.
Just
be happier.
Take
a deep breath, it will clear your mind.
As
I sit and tremble they tell me,
It’s
all in your head.
Just
be happier.
Take
a deep breath, it will clear your mind.
Try
not thinking about it so much.
As
I sit and tremble they tell me,
It’s
all in your head.
Just
be happier.
Take
a deep breath, it will clear your mind.
Try
not thinking about it so much.
You’re
acting up over nothing.
As
I sit and tremble they tell me,
It’s
all in your head.
Just
be happier.
Take
a deep breath, it will clear your mind.
Try
not thinking about it so much.
You’re
acting up over nothing.
You
don’t need pills, you just need a breath of fresh air.
As
I sit and tremble they tell me,
It’s
all in your head.
Just
be happier.
Take
a deep breath, it will clear your mind.
Try
not thinking about it so much.
You’re
acting up over nothing.
You
don’t need pills, you just need a breath of fresh air.
Other
people have it way worse.
As
I sit and tremble they tell me,
It’s
all in your head.
Just
be happier.
Take
a deep breath, it will clear your mind.
Try
not thinking about it so much.
You’re
acting up over nothing.
You
don’t need pills, you just need a breath of fresh air.
Other
people have it way worse.
How
can things be that bad, you were fine yesterday.
As
I sit and tremble they tell me,
It’s
all in your head.
Just
be happier.
Take
a deep breath, it will clear your mind.
Try
not thinking about it so much.
You’re
acting up over nothing.
You
don’t need pills, you just need a breath of fresh air.
Other
people have it way worse.
Things
can’t be that bad, you were fine yesterday.
You
are faking it.
I
hear them tell me,
All
manner of things,
As I sit and tremble.Anxiety Is
Anxiety
Is
Anxiety
is…
The
second hand of a clock,
Ticking
faster and faster,
Until
it is only a blur.
It
is the minute hand,
Racing
around the clock face,
As
it counts the seconds.
It
is the hour hand,
Counting
the hours like minutes as they pass.
Anxiety
is…
Staring
at an empty page,
Begging
it to fill in,
It
is the irony of seeing the vivid pictures,
Perfectly
formed in your own mind,
But
the inability to find the right words,
And
the fear you will write the wrong ones,
So
instead you write nothing.
Anxiety
is…
Hearing
the same words,
One
hundred times.
Then
suddenly,
You
no longer understand them.
It
is the inability to comprehend,
Anything
around you.
And
the fear you will slip away,
Farther
than you already have.
Anxiety
is…
Begging
someone, anyone,
For
help.
It
is admitting your deepest, darkest thoughts
To
a doctor,
And
being told,
You
are in it for the drugs.
Anxiety
is…
Coloring
perfectly inside the lines,
But
with a white crayon,
For
fear if you use color,
It
might bleed.
The Monster Under My Bed
The
Monster Under My Bed
There
is a monster under my bed
I
hear him every night
He
reaches up and takes my hand
And
tells me to sleep tight!
Imagining
Imagining
Imagination
is my ink
That
lets me draw
Imaginary
worlds in my mind
Standing
on my island
As
the ink fills in the world around me
Vast
oceans and skies pour in
While
I build up hills
And
top them with castles
Made
from stones I have traced from far off dreams
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