It sits in your gut
sometimes
rumbling
and rolling as rough
as the sea
It sits in your chest
sometimes
throbbing
beating your blood
right through your veins
It sits in your throat
sometimes
scratching your itchy
vocal chords
until you scream
its song
It sits in your tongue
sometimes
strong
yet
always trapped
It sits in your head
all the time
dancing
an apocalypse party
that never
ever
ends.
A very realistic poem that hits close to home. I suffer for cross contamination OCD and have mists of high anxiety and mild doses of depression. Your poem feels like it’s talking about mental or emotional illness of some kind. It’s a very good poem though! Not too dark, but still honest and genuine about what’s going on inside.
ReplyDelete-Whitney Stewart
Yes, I am talking about depression (unfortunately). Thank you!
DeleteIt's good to get your feelings out and poetry is a way to do it. Depression can be hard.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful written and thanks a lot for sharing such strong emotions. - knycx
ReplyDeleteSuch a wonderful way with words. I enjoyed reading.
ReplyDeleteAaaahhhh...sometimes, I wonder if it will ever leave me alone! I love your poem.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written and so true. It has a lot of meaning.
ReplyDeleteIt is a lovely poem. I love people who can create such art with music, words, or paints.
ReplyDeleteDepression is a really tough topic to talk about. You wrote that nicely.
ReplyDeleteWell said and beautifully written. Poetry can touch many people deeply with the write words being said.
ReplyDeleteI try to write poem sometimes but never work. It's good to see your nice poem.
ReplyDeletePowerful. A universal theme that speaks to the chaos of living. I like it.
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