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Anxiety
My own anxiety.
My own property.
Has taken ownership of me, thrown me overboard, this mutiny has left me in tyranny.
Drowning in waves upon waves of thoughts, about a fear of me.
Thoughts constantly shadowed by this boat of anxiety.
Of these, thoughts and feelings, these doubts and concealing's, are those whispers about me.
Is this related to my identity?
Only just coming to turns with the Gemini's fluidity.
Forever changing between introvert and extrovert,
My inter-changeability completely and utterly petrifies me.
Not only ostracized by my friends but by my own feelings too.
Because how could they understand something that even I can't articulate.
My illiterate heart confuses those used to my expressive words.
But how can I use man-kinds alphabet to express something that humanity has no control over.
YOU ARE READING
A collection of thoughts
PoetryPoetry written by a 21 year old. Each chapter a new poem, probably unrelating to the previous. They are in chronological order of writing them though, which is interesting if you reading them all together. #12 Poetry #56 Self Realisation
