Brace for it, Brace for it.
Be ready.
At any moment it can all become too heavy.
At any moment your whole mood can change.
Steady now, be ready.
Your mind is already swirling.
100 scenarios in moments.
Failures and embarrassments.
Ifs, ands, buts.
Careful now, you're slipping.
It's hard now. The images won't stop.
The what ifs, ands, and buts.
Your mind has slipped away, you are no longer in reality,
It is the terrifying realism that all could go wrong.
That is your reality.
Easy now, steady.
You feel it now,
the struggle.
To smile.
To interact.
To stay in the present and not fall back.
You must hide it now.
The spiraling.
The internal loss of control.
Stay at your distance and observe.
Don't let them know,
stay quit
don't say a word or they will know.
Like circling vultures, watching the wounded calf of the herd.
Reality's line has been blurred.
Fear bleeds into the smudged lines.
Anxiety is your world.
Bleeding blurred lines,
kaleidoscopic swirling.
Limbo between panic and sanity.
About the Creator
S. M Wolf
I am a hard headed woman partnered with a sarcastic & goofy humor. Here, writing is my escape from my mental battles. I welcome any who just wish to come and sit a while. Escape from their own battles and lose themselves in a story.
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