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Sleep paralysis

Mystifying and cryptic. 

Gloomy and apocalyptic….

 

This is how I envision

the theater in my head,

Feelings of the colors

black, drab and dark red.

Barbed wire around my lungs,

stabbing, restricting as I breath.

Fluid inside my heart turning black,

Boiling vigorously begins to seethe.

 

Dark dressed figures are filing in,

organizing a vast congregation.

Eerily anxiously waiting for,

a humiliating public castration.

Never given an adequate chance

to stand or walk tall,

Beaten down relentlessly

they forced me to crawl.

Similar to being stuck in a dream,

trying to fight but feeling too weak.

Opened my mouth attempting to scream,

only to find I can’t even speak.

 

Escaping to a hot desert scene

where I’m lying on the ground,

longing for a sudden death

as the vultures circle ’round.

I finally awake

as my eyes spring open,

Overwhelming panic

as my body lies frozen.

Cannot move or think

wanting to yell,

ultimate fear comes to life

as I’m stuck in this hell…

 

 

© 2018 Joseph Emerson WhatsInsideAMadmansHat.com

 
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Posted by on January 14, 2018 in Mental Health, poetry, writing

 

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Rhythmic Tapping

“Snap”

“Slap”

“Rap”

“Crack”

“Ding” sounds the margin bell, helping the word-slinger acknowledge it is time to give a lusty push on the carriage return bar of the typewriter, thus not to let the words fall off the edge of the page.  Rejecting pause she keeps on typing, as there is unquestionably no indications of slowing down or shortfall in stride or procreation.  A hint of a pleasing aroma amuses her nose from the coffee that lies in her “Life is Good” captioned mug.  Ice cold.  With all intentions of contentedly sipping, after it had cooled down a bit, she placed it upon the coffee table and there is dwells, dismissed from her mind as she rejects all other encompassing senses and obligations.  She tenaciously advances her attack.  Punching each key, setting into motion the sequence of letters, into words, into sentences, into a culmination of emotion driven intoxication!

She lets out a sigh as she relaxes all of her limbs and muscles as she falls back into her chair.  Letting the anxiety and discomfort leak into her soul as she now realizes that she must……. proof read and go through the brutal gauntlet, of the persecuting editing phase of a writers work! LOL

Anyone ever feel like this?

 

 

© 2017 Joseph Emerson WhatsInsideAMadmansHat.com

 
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Posted by on December 6, 2017 in writing

 

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