Tags : anxious

Shattered Marbles

Shattered Marbles

A Poem by Lusus Naturae


Marbles break easy and without extreme heat, cannot be morphed. They are cold and tend to get lost and we find them in the darkest tunnels of our vent..
Chapter 6 ~ Sergio Prezlocki

Chapter 6 ~ Sergio Prezlocki

A Chapter by lovelycrowleyspn


Gay couple Serigo Prezlocki, and Milan Sylvestre, two of Amherst's boys, find themselves lost and almost hopeless, as they have lost track of Mr. Mich..
Storms

Storms

A Story by gabiaimee


Why storms are named after people
Odyssey

Odyssey

A Poem by Emily


I can just see the war in your eyes
The End

The End

A Poem by mnicorata


A poem describing what my end might look like, what it may feel like.
Withering

Withering

A Poem by mnicorata


Something I wrote describing what it feels like being alone.
Angling Downward

Angling Downward

A Poem by mnicorata


A poem describing the descending path that is currently my life.
Never Ending

Never Ending

A Poem by mnicorata


Something I wrote describing my anxiety about life that is somewhat depressing.
The Sickness

The Sickness

A Poem by mnicorata


A poem I wrote about how I feel at times.
Step Inside of Madness

Step Inside of Madness

A Poem by mnicorata


Something I wrote describing how depression can lead to feeling miserably mad.
Day After Day

Day After Day

A Poem by mnicorata


I wrote this describing my normal emotions that carry on through the days of my life.
Horrible Person

Horrible Person

A Poem by Michelle Lucia Cort&eacut..


A poem about a person suffering with depression and anxiety
Worry

Worry

A Poem by gabiaimee


It does nothing.
Contrast

Contrast

A Poem by gabiaimee


Lightness, weight, fighting, peace
First Date

First Date

A Poem by Caraline_Nelson


October 20th, 2015
Today is not the day.

Today is not the day.

A Poem by Introverted A*****e


This is a poem I wrote before I went to school one day. It's basically about anxiety and what it's like ( for me ) to be socially anxious . Although I..
My Child

My Child

A Poem by Julia N Burwell


I am here for you, my child.I beg you to not fret;for we are here in any time of need.Whether it be during the long and sleepless nights,or the mornin..
Invisible

Invisible

A Poem by Mackenzie Knitter


Just a little thing I always thought about while dealing with social anxiety.