Angst

When the silence is just too loud

And the ticking of the clock taunts

When my brain tells my heart

I worry too much

I must lighten the weight of weaponized words

Truly I cannot be everything to everyone

No longer can I be strong and responsible

(Especially not in the darkness of night)

I beseech the morning

Needing it to rescue me

Knowing the sunshine will help erase

Feelings of angst playing hopscotch

through my soul

Reviews

[Lorry]

Don't we all come from what we once where Lydi...that little girl you used to be who didn't want to be a big girl and sleep with the light out?
Right now night is my friend, in the calming quiet of silly O'clock in the morning where nothing moves other than the odd flutter of a wing or the breeze through the leaves.
But I know the long dark night of the soul shall catch up to me and those odd and fearful sounds of night-life will morph into night terrors that make me once again reach for my night light, while I duck under the covers like mini-me did, safe in the knowledge of a childish mind that no matter how scary they may be, I have the duvet of protection on my side, which every child knows will keep them safe as long as they keep their eyes shut and doesn't set as much as a pinkie toe on the floor until it's morning.
Or at least I hope that is how it will be I'm my twilight years, where I cross my fingers, knees, toes and ears that nothing goes bump in the night.

[Lydia Shutter]

Well, there is only one problem with your plan...at our age, staying in bed all night would result in a real bladder problem! :) Thanks, as always, Lorry. Lydi**

[Light and ashes]

If the morning eases your pain, then you have it better than many... . .
By the way, this is great.

You did a wonderful job.

[emmajoygreen]

Your words epitomize 'do unto others as I would.. ' and the all around allows you to feel the same for yourself. Night is what is can be, a hiding place, a nest of self-dom

'I beseech the morning
Needing it to rescue me
Knowing the sunshine will help erase
Feelings of angst playing hopscotch
through my soul'

It will..

[MCS]

You’ve nailed the human condition in these troubled times that we find ourselves in. An excellent piece of writing.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you very much, MCS. Lydi**

[MCS]

My please. Mary

[Thomas W Case]

Tremendous work. You nailed it.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks so much, Thomas. Lydi**

[Sami Khalil]

We all go through those worries or angst moments for many reasons. They can be overwhelming indeed.
There are calls to think positively to replace the negative thoughts.
A truthful poem on human conditions.

[Lara]

This piece is deftly crafted and admittedly, Lydia, an unexpected surprise.
With a title such as 'angst' I imagined I was about to read something that took on quite a different tone, and find there something tightly wound...
This piece, though, is remarkably ... not that. Yet it delivers on the title with a grace and strength (I dare say) which is simply...beautiful. "I must lighten the weight of weaponised words" is a line that struck me like an oracle's tea leaves.
Nice work.
I like this.

[Lydia Shutter]

Lara, thank you so much for this wonderful review. Yeah I am seldom what people think I will be! Lydi****

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I feel what is behind this piece. And it is worded so skillfully.
Yes, we cannot be everything to everyone although we think we must try to be that.
j.

[Lydia Shutter]

Difficult to change, but truly necessary! Thanks so much, Jacob. Lydi****