May 2018
Sometimes when I'm waiting in public
I stare at the tv screens blaring sports.
I don't watch the game,
I zone out.
Into the abyss.
Until I don't have to be in public anymore.
I don't like sports.
Watching the spectacle makes me seem normal amongst the herd.
I stare at the tv screens blaring sports.
I don't watch the game,
I zone out.
Into the abyss.
Until I don't have to be in public anymore.
I don't like sports.
Watching the spectacle makes me seem normal amongst the herd.
This poem is about being in public while having an anxiety attack and/or, being depressed to the point where words are hard to form, movements are arduous to make, and so on. It's about dealing with these feelings but hiding them to the outside world to remain productive and seemingly "okay."
