I can feel this anxiety crashing through me
Like a tumultuous storm.
Pushing, pulling, raging
Through me.
Energy looking for an exit.
I can taste it on the back of tongue,
Acrid and thick like thunder and lightning.
Looking for an exit,
Building until it breaks me.
The waves rushing through me;
Tears from my eyes,
vomit from my mouth,
sobs from my soul.
Taking my breath away, the weight sitting on my chest.
Anxiety turned to panic and back again,
As the waves recede.
The seas remain unsettled and the clouds hang thickly, waiting to build again and
Storm
Through me.
Hope this finds you well,
-L
Sight Unseen 