Manic Panic

I constantly feel seasick

Because I'm inadvertently cautious,

Awaiting dangers that don't exist.

I go to bed early, feeling nauseous.

I'm sitting in the safety of solitude for now,

But later next to you, my body shakes.

I'm sick of staring out the window at the clouds.

I'm worn out from these cerebral earthquakes.

I don't want to lose feeling in my hands.

I don't want knots tied in my core.

Please just stop this anxious quicksand.

I don't want to be sinking anymore.

Too much thinking.

Faking feelings.

Rotten realism.

Slow down for a moment.

This monumental manic panic

Feels painfully pathetic,

Cold and numb.

This fear is dumb.

Let me go.

It doesn't show does it?

You wouldn't know

If my words didn't flow

And so,

Maybe we should all just take a break.

Put your foot on the brake.

Stop.

Breathe.

 

So anyways, back to being sad

You forgot about your hatred.

You forgot to wear the mask.

You started to smile and feel,

Then told yourself it wasn’t real.

You said it was all a glitch. That you weren’t written that way.

But I won’t forget that glimmer, how you were happy for one day.

You won’t let yourself sink

Because all you ever do is think.

You think about everything too much

How nothing is worth saying and such?

Why can’t you just let it all fall down?

Quit trying to build walls. Leave behind the frown.

It’s dumb to keep waiting

To let yourself keep debating

ON AND ON AND ON YOU GO

TRULY

You’re never going to know

So just stop.

Take a seat.

Breathe.

And Go.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
Our world

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