Day One Hundred and Twenty Six - Social Anxiety

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A room full of heads
Heads, faces, lives
It's all so overwhelming

I don't know
I feel lost in the sea
Of people

I feel scared and
Alone; stuck with my thoughts
No-one to talk to

There's no-one I know
I'm lonely but no alone
I'm stuck mentally and physically

Then I breathe.

A wave of fresh air and
A wave more - the same
I feel calmer

I keep going
Breathing in, and out
My anxiety washes away

Not away; just out of sight
It's still there. It always is
But I'm calmer now

It's nice.
I wish I could live like this.
I wish this is how life was.
Calm. Peaceful. Pleasant.

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