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Poem: Anxiety

Updated on June 22, 2009


Poetry by The Magic<8>Ball




Anxiety

Restless indecision burrows,
Itching the skin,
This spinning compass falsifies security,
Egging me closer,
Closer.
Back to the alpha,
Home,
The place where this anxious parasite lives within.

Convinced centrifugal force tethers thoughts in orbit,
Directions
Options
Possibilities
Choices remain at the base of the centrifuge,
Paralyzed with fear,
Regretting anticipated steps before toe follows heel,
Second by second careening out of control in this mental Olympic luge.

Though forged by the right hand,
I question not this rote existence mine,
Searching for tranquility along the highway,
This daily journey,
This catastrophic experience entitled “My life.”

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    • angel 0 zen profile image

      angel 0 zen 8 years ago

      nice expression of poem.. ;-)

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      magic8ball 8 years ago from Beaverton, OR

      Thanks for taking the time to read Angel 0 Zen!! I appreciate it.

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