Mindful Musings #73

Mindful Musings

Days are longer than nights

When the daymare hits.

It wraps you in an icy grip

While breathing icicles down your neck.

Anxiety holds your heart

In a vise

Then it will squeeeeeeeeze

Until your breathing is haggard

And your mind is weary.

 

Posted by Sarah Jayne

2 comments

Lovely Poem

Waywardspirit

Realizing the vise is there, your head is here. My choice to not put it in there. Good day

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