the passing storm

the tide is turning      waves are building           higher with each day      a build up of           tension                stress           until all is                drowning                     sinking                          suffocating                overcome by                     obligations                          responsibilities                               a task list so long                                    its a novel                     so many things                          so many pills                               so many, many things and pills                                    all piling up so high                                         so high                                              soContinue reading “the passing storm”

Chained

a heavy chain made of fear and worry wraps tight around my chest making breathing shallow and turning lips to blue solid links of cold hard iron dig into my flesh stifling suffocating holding me down and all I can do is wait head bowed tears welling hanging on to your hand until the chainContinue reading “Chained”