Wednesday, December 9, 2020

Panic

I'm oddly running
From noise into different noise
Every single one of my senses
Burning and aching simultaneously
Time seems to slow down and speed up
I can't control my racing thoughts
Hands trembling, tears in my eyes
I never cry in public
Unfiltered panic I've not experienced
For at least an eternity
Depression my companion and protection
From the onslaught of perception
Soul of the water
Goddess nature, hear my silent scream
Fill me with your calm
Tell me I'm doing the right thing
Lead me into self acceptance
Away from the little death of fear
And the comfort of denial