A short poem about mental health, reminding you all that you are not alone with whatever issues you might be dealing with in today's chaotic world. Remember, you're allowed some time to yourself to relax and drink something nice whilst being all cosy in a blanket!
I would like to think less
like a chaos storm booming,
tight compressions of the chest
are like drums gone mad.
The thump thump of thoughts
swirl soundlessly, it’s bad.
That small breath you take
before trying to push on
but the movements are fake?
You’re a blank canvas.
No says life, no says your bank,
working ‘till you drop is the way!
Who cares if you feel blank,
blank like your empty plate?
The thought should end here
before the anxiety is too great,
you know that to be true!
Don’t be the blank canvas.
Take a breath, I have anxiety too.
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