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May 2018
my anxiety is like
driving alone
through eternal yellow lights
you're always ancipating
expecting
fearing
the red light
unsure whether you have
time to go
or if you should just
stop
cease
panic
and you know there's green lights
you just passed one
but the red feels
so close
so much more real
that you can't imagine
ever seeing green again

but sometimes
you're afraid it's the
point of no return
and you have to slam
the brakes
at a yellow light
and people are honking
staring
laughing
screaming
why are they screaming?
and you want to move
to say something
but you're frozen
in time
almost as if
the yellow lights
all are broken
frozen
dysfunctional
just like
you
anon
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     Words by T, julie and Libeth
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