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I had never written anything before 1996. I died for 7 minutes, revived by an emergency medical team I awoke to not be quite the …
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My anxiety can get really bad so I shake a lot and I play trumpet so there yah go, And I figured this goes without …
Poems
Becca Dec 2018
Shaky Hands and Shaky Legs
Becca
Dec 2018
Shaky hands and shaky legs
A constant impulse, a cause and effect.
A conditioned habit, a savored indulgence.
A fist never raised, a nail skin deep.
Racing minds and racing hearts.
A constant thinking, a deafening silence.
A planned future, a greedy present.
A goal never met, a promise unkept.
Shaky hands and shaky legs,
Hate and pleasure, such similar ends.
A constant impulse, a cause and effect.
A conditioned habit, a savored indulgence.
A fist never raised, a nail skin deep.
Racing minds and racing hearts.
A constant thinking, a deafening silence.
A planned future, a greedy present.
A goal never met, a promise unkept.
Shaky hands and shaky legs,
Hate and pleasure, such similar ends.