#anxity - Hello Poetry

I stand in a meadow, apart from civilization Only thoughts in my mind, my creation They begin to buzz like bees with the wind, Where one thought begins the other ends, I find myself here more often than not, For it is a safe place for my mind to roam, Among the flowers in the meadow, my mind is at peace, For my anxieties and stresses begin to decrease, While this time it may seem calm, a quiet sensation, A storm is brewing on the horizon, giving me an inclination, Am I equipped to weather this storm? Am I strong enough in my current form? I turn to the wind and let my mind wonder once more, For the storm is in my head, I created it from nothing, I stand firm in my current place, waiting for the storm to arrive, I brace, Letting my feelings and emotions run free, For these thoughts they do not rule me, Letting them go, letting them roam, this will set me free, The storm has passed, I survived, A lesson is to be learned, for I did not die, The mind is a strong and beautiful thing, So much happiness it can bring, Always believe in your thoughts, don't be afraid to let them roam, For when it is time they will come home, In your head you can take fear, Whether it be far, or be it near, You can cast it out, never to return I am the captain of my darkness, the king of my mind, I might lose control from time to time, But in the end my thoughts are mine, These thoughts they shape me, they make me whole, I am at peace, these thoughts have taught me, self-control.

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Dec 5, 2017

Dec 5, 2017 at 3:53 PM UTC

TySoth

My Mind

I stand in a meadow, apart from civilization Only thoughts in my mind, my creation They begin to buzz like bees with the wind, Where one thought begins the other ends, I find myself here more often than not, For it is a safe place for my mind to roam, Among the flowers in the meadow, my mind is at peace, For my anxieties and stresses begin to decrease, While this time it may seem calm, a quiet sensation, A storm is brewing on the horizon, giving me an inclination, Am I equipped to weather this storm? Am I strong enough in my current form? I turn to the wind and let my mind wonder once more, For the storm is in my head, I created it from nothing, I stand firm in my current place, waiting for the storm to arrive, I brace, Letting my feelings and emotions run free, For these thoughts they do not rule me, Letting them go, letting them roam, this will set me free, The storm has passed, I survived, A lesson is to be learned, for I did not die, The mind is a strong and beautiful thing, So much happiness it can bring, Always believe in your thoughts, don't be afraid to let them roam, For when it is time they will come home, In your head you can take fear, Whether it be far, or be it near, You can cast it out, never to return I am the captain of my darkness, the king of my mind, I might lose control from time to time, But in the end my thoughts are mine, These thoughts they shape me, they make me whole, I am at peace, these thoughts have taught me, self-control.

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vestiges linger in static waters, dejection ascending its reach further.

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Mar 12, 2017

Mar 12, 2017 at 7:32 AM UTC

poetic-t

Pools Of Depression Where Anxiety Grows 10w

vestiges linger in static waters, dejection ascending its reach further.

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Tiny euphoria, relax like the world is made of all the good things. And how I wish to bottle the moment of his,and when he realizes that not everything is made of twinkling lights and all his favorite things, I'll grab him and hold him closer, protect his heart from all his heartaches. But for now I revel in the thought of the moment when he was blanketed with tiny euphoria.

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Dec 28, 2016

Dec 28, 2016 at 10:14 AM UTC

saheed-and-sadya

Tiny euphoria

Tiny euphoria, relax like the world is made of all the good things. And how I wish to bottle the moment of his,and when he realizes that not everything is made of twinkling lights and all his favorite things, I'll grab him and hold him closer, protect his heart from all his heartaches. But for now I revel in the thought of the moment when he was blanketed with tiny euphoria.

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Heart beats violently Eyes start blurring Pace is pulsing Mind is racing Tears are pouring

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May 4, 2015

May 4, 2015 at 12:30 AM UTC

anna-claxwell

Panic attack

Heart beats violently Eyes start blurring Pace is pulsing Mind is racing Tears are pouring

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