Self- Destruction Head above water Emotionally Physically Sunken
Is paranoia Progress When I draw a circle
Take it back Start a cycle
Like sandbags trying to keep The flow of an ocean at bay
I’m afraid To crash On top of them
Maybe a cloud will catch me
I wonder. Would it feel like cotton powder?
Watching him close Finding my way
Anxiety is the cat’s cry Hoping to connect with a human Who never sees them
At the same time Trusting the day Picking states In a daze again... In between sleep and creation
As human beings, we develop patterns of paranoia because of our attachment styles, but also because we are hard-wired for survival. The possibility of threat to our health or our mental stability becomes weaker when we fear that something may not work out. And that’s normal. We have to counteract that with the conviction that all will be ok because it truly will work out as it is meant to. This is a matter of training and retraining our brain to accept what we have and relax without doubt or a scarcity mindset for what may come to pass outside of the here and now.