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Poetry of a rambling mind. #depression #anxiety #poetryOvertaken

The air is thick.  It’s heavy.  I can’t breathe.

I feel like someone is hovering.  But no one is there.

My mind spins & whirls.  So many things. It’s a jumbled mess.

I look around.  I forget what I was thinking.

I can’t smile.  I can’t laugh.  All I can do is think.

I am lost.  My focus is gone.

Did I do this?  Did I do that?  Was I supposed to do that other thing?

I can’t remember.  I can’t feel.  I am blind, with sight.

Everything is closing in.  Yet nothing’s moving.  It’s perception.

I am confused in my own mind.

Do you feel that?  Did you hear that?

I am trapped.  I need space.

You feel alone.  But you’re never alone.  Anxiety constantly pushes in.