Waterfall Of Anxiety Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Waterfall Of Anxiety



Being carried away on a cloud of tender music,
softly floating about my senses.
Tantalizing, pushing, prodding, mysterious-laden,
serenity fills me within.
Stacking feelings high into the atmosphere and
watching them drop - nondescript - onto the
hardened earth of man.
Twisting and turning away from the heat of
natural longing and desire, heavily cascading
down waterfalls of anxiety, piously fixated on
thoughts of dying.

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