Word of the Day Challenge #67-Untitled Poem

I am afraid.

None would think

to look at me

that there could reside

in my being

a fear so deep

a fear so intense

it causes me to overthink

to over analyze

with no definitive answer.

When the words cease to whisper

when the lines will not write

dread begins to rise

is it happening again

am I falling down the rabbit hole

unable to see

how much damage I am doing

but I am not

doing damage that is.

I walk the fine line

betwixt

normality

freakiness

murky needs hidden

please

I do not want to fall

I do not want to crawl at your feet.

I fret

I frown

I gnaw on my thoughts

unable to hold them clear

nervous I am

that insanity is calling my name.

Plastered smile

cheers

drink in hand

falling down

let me drown

that is all I am asking.

©Oct. 11/19

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