Poetry: Layers of Anxiety

Layers of Anxiety Rapid pulsating quick heartbeats dance as nervous drops of sweat drip down a clammy forehead, as you try not to concentrate on the worries swimming in your head after you have spoken. Shaking palms and wobbly legs stumble on a flat ground as if it were a balancing beam, when you walk

Dark Inspiring Poetry: “Stories in my Head”

STORIES IN MY HEAD ***********   Walking down a crowded side street, My weary head hangs low, careful not to meet the eye Of the others who pass me by.   Afraid they may see the thoughts spiraling that consume me in my screaming head The darkness swimming with all the creatures of dread.