dodge.A Poem by Meredith C. Hunter
sharp, quick: my heart;
exerting frenzied breaks of escapism, the perfect relief of defenselessness. body limp, head light, Barely here : how I long to feel as the wave of anxiety overtakes, overcomes; No. I'd rather the obvious option of none of this happening at all. But here I am again, hurt and weak as always. So I squeeze my hands shut tight. inhale, exhale, overcoming the tears and telling myself it'll be alright.
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Added on January 5, 2013 Last Updated on January 5, 2013 Tags: poetry, poem, separation, anxiety |