Mast on a Boat Deck
Photo by Natalie Sparnon
The rise of panic is seeping through my veins
awoken with a start that I just can't contain
Face is burning hot, I'm unsettled, on edge
My mind remembering days from my past the memories I dredge
I know I'm safe but the feeling is real
I'm so done with how this constantly feels
Why can't this feeling leave me alone
I am sick of this dread contained in my heart like a hefty stone
I pace because I can't keep still
I can't sleep my thoughts as loud as a pneumatic drill
I want to rest, I want my mind to be calm
My mind won’t ease it's like a ticking time bomb
The electricity pricking at the back of my neck
My hairs stand on end like a mast on a boat deck
The windows open letting in the cold air
Into my minds abyss I do stare
I know it'll be over and leave me drained
But right now its consuming me unexplained
It's exhausting this dark extension of my life
I know this trouble in my mind is rife
Please make it stop
10/03/18 Natalie Sparnon