I was in an unfamiliar room, and anxiety was stacked like a pile of bricks. I lost count of my breathing speed, and every second I became wary of what surrounded me. How the hands of the clock ticked made me sick, and whispers of my desire to immediately walk through the exit are visible by the sweaty palms and shaky legs; fear is what I need to beat.
The room was not too light and not too dark, yet my eyes were half open, scared of the invisible blinding rays I was actively avoiding. I am in the middle of a catastrophe, and the last time I checked, I was good at problem-solving. But the only solution to this seemingly endless torment is not written in the lines on my palms nor dictated by the threads on my fingers.
But then, there was you. Suddenly, I knew peace and calmness. You wiped away the fear I felt with your perfect hands that I couldn't stop holding. You brushed away the scary thoughts that crept into the depths of my mind. My eyes were opened, and it seemed like looking at you felt like I was looking at a kaleidoscope.
So, this is how it feels when you fall in love.
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The Brain is Never at Rest
PoetryHi. This is a collection of the pieces I wrote for the past years. If some of these sounded or looked familiar, it's because I've posted them in another account I used to go by. Thank you for taking the time to read my work! I hope you'll have a fu...
