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AnxiousOcean Jun 2017
For I am not drowned yet
in the depths of a sleep
nor am I awake but
trapped somewhere from a leap

a place who sings silence
vanquished by hordes of gunshots
and these rhythms were echoed
by a man who rises his vague shouts

these harmonies breathe
as I yearn for silence
but when I close my eyes
I'm in the middle of pestilence

what place is this? belly of the beast?
who shouts what? and who shot that?

a war exists inside my head
they're using big, mechanical beasts
countless bodies were found dead
explosions flowing from west to east

I unfolded my weakened eyes
but they, I still hear
and a voice ceased the war
and tells me "Do not fear"

the war is over,
and the war was won
I try to catch my breath
I thought It is my death

I followed the voice that stopped the war
the one who healed my anxious scar

and a deep, overwhelming, string of voice
is all I hear, and I rejoice
for that time, I knew that I was not alone
I am a child of God, standing next to His throne
I write this poem for a friend of mine who suffers Anxiety, Depression. She has sickness that I am not so familiar with the name but she told me that she hears gunshots and the chanting man in her head. But now all she hears is the voice of God.
AnxiousOcean Jun 2017
Anxious may the sun be when he smiles
Roaring seas stop, reflected in his eyes
Wrecking all the stars nailed in the sky
In a single tear falling from a mile
Never has he lived on this place
Deep inside his head is his space
AnxiousOcean May 2017
he is bored, he's tired, he is weary
he feels numb everyday, really
faces walk and go through
yet he meets smiles from a view
he's curious, he is fearful
for he is deep, not beautiful
he yearns to talk with a voice of new
but shy he is, for a word or two
and a voice was heard that was not his
a greeting, a word, a song full of bliss
for a note of letters danced in his ears
and these letters made him smile in tears
a word was followed by a vast anxiety
he's curious, afraid but speaks freely
yet he still thinks this might be the answer
accompanied may him be forever
interested they were and they thirst a talk
happens next, they took a walk
Time swims and dives faster than waves
knowing not that they have lived many days
an ocean feels not alone
he gets used to it, no longer a stone
a bond was felt between the two
a bond that is stronger than his blue
as night rises for the fallen sun,
he utters words on his own:
"a second with her is better
than years with me alone"
but time drowns and stops swimming
he felt the earth will have its ending
the girl needs to be home and sow
and yet it pains, but he let her go
he misses her so much, that the blues turn black
and he always desire her to come back
for a part of him was taken as she left
and a part of him stays, never forgets
now his blues grow within him
he might not ever see her again
he is alone,
nonsense, like a stone
he waits for her not
but for the sun to take a nap
for when everyone's in bed
he can live inside his head
and then he goes, he is bored and tired
he's weary, alone, he needs to be fired
numbness everyday is hard yet better
better than the days lurking in winter
he keeps alone, without any other
abandoned may him be forever
AnxiousOcean May 2017
Distance is a way for us to breathe,
and a way for us to drown.
AnxiousOcean May 2017
I am a friend of yours
if tears need to be dried
you need hugs or a ride
when you feel alone
and you need to be home
every time you want to smile
want to walk someone a mile
if you need a diary
or simply wants to be happy
every time you need support
and when you need comfort
whenever you need someone
I'll do my best to be that one
just tell me
because I am your friend
and I will always be your friend

oh, talking to myself again
am I thinking out loud?
pardon.
AnxiousOcean May 2017
Bombs here
War there
Let love explode everywhere
AnxiousOcean May 2017
If we can read between lines,
then why can't we read behind smiles?
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