Despair trails obsessively
Sorrow hunts like I am its prey
Anxiety leads to futile fear
And depression doesn’t come to play

Look for the pale northern light
Go beyond the granite rocks
The thirst feels never enough
Never stops, it gets me choked

Do you ever agonize constantly
that every time you sit at the room
you look at the ceiling to make sure
no lamp would fall down?

Do you suddenly awake at midnight
with sweaty hands and heart that beats faster
just to make sure you lock the door
then have trouble back to sleep after?

Do you overthink in certain intensities
and can’t even think straight?
Do you ever feel most of the times
your reaction is inappropriate?

Do you often feel interrupted
that it feels your body aches so hard
so you guess you should see doctor
thinking you’ve lost your guard?

Dispirited thoughts never end
Chasing to eat me alive as I walk
Minute by minute it worsens
But all should stop, so I won’t choke

Kezia R. S

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