Larsen M. Callirhoe Posted June 7, 2013 Share Posted June 7, 2013 Anxiety is My LifeI hear the crowds guffawing at me.What do I do for I feel abandoned and all alone?Do I lie in bed all day and feel the foreboding eat me alive?Hasty love I have experienced in life an inadequate amount of times mercifully.I desire to make love like no other, but it is synthetic without acceptance from another.This longing eats at me preposterously as ambiguity rattles my nerves uneasily.So I write verse to pass the time by.It leads me into a realm of the unknown in uncertainty.I bellow unaccompanied in my bedstead chamber,but this crying plea gets me nowhere fast I gather.Disturbingly I want to pass away into a sphere of blisswhere languid liquid dreams are indeed conceivable and plausible.This reality is feasible where I do walk again,so this nightmare of living in a world of paralysiswill truly haunt me no more I pray. Quote Larsen M. Callirhoe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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