I suffer from a sleeping disorder and at night I can get extremely anxious over the smallest thing. Tonight is no different and this is what was spawned in result of said sleeping alement.
Okay if the ending made you mad I'm sorry but it made me mad too. I was competely prepaird to run off to the celler because it was supposed to storm hellaciously. But nope. The rain stayed about three miles to the east of us. All we got was the pretty light show and the thunder that made your bones slap together.
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I suffer from anxiety so this hits home in a big way. Everything starts to feel like it's closing in on you. It's only until after you've paniced, you realize it wasn't a big deal. I love the structure of this one. It sort of introduced the different levels of your disorder in waves. This was very creative. Great job!
I suffer from anxiety so this hits home in a big way. Everything starts to feel like it's closing in on you. It's only until after you've paniced, you realize it wasn't a big deal. I love the structure of this one. It sort of introduced the different levels of your disorder in waves. This was very creative. Great job!
Well that ending doesn't make me mad. i don't Know why it would. When your words are poetry at heart! I love the new style. gives me a break from lokking at the same from anothers. Great write. Keep it up SunShine girl! hehe
Well that ending doesn't make me mad. i don't Know why it would. When your words are poetry at heart! I love the new style. gives me a break from lokking at the same from anothers. Great write. Keep it up SunShine girl! hehe
Actually, the ending didn't so much make me mad as it made me blink. It ends the poem very abruptly. Is there another way to end the poem than "Damn Oklahoma Weather"? Like... disappointed but still not sleeping and wishing your could sleep sort of thing? I'm not sure exactly.
Otherwise I really loved the format. It felt like you were having a sleeping disorder the way it sort of blinked in and out. Very cool.
HAHAHA....sorry I don't mean to poke fun at your disorder. I think that you poem is actually written with a bit of humor (the ending) What i thought was really neat was the way that you make your readers understand and feel your anxiety by making the font sizes different. Very very creative. actually perfect for the effect. You rock !
Where Ever my mind is most comfortable pretending to be., OK
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My name is Rebekha and I am a mass of contradictions and I suffer from the constant memories of my passed lives. (Not ones where you turn into insects or animals) I believe it is what inspires me to .. more..