Author: drachenkreiger

Never-ending stress.

Fries can be done.

Projects can be done.

Relationships are over when they are done.

Responsibilities can be done,

but only until the next one comes along.

Any noise.

Unknown or identified.

Unexpected defensive reaction.

Move away.

Laugh brittle sounding.

Heart beat erratic.

Calm returns slowly.

Old and no longer relevant.

Pulling a cart that is unserviceable.

Your words mean nothing to me.

Depression leads you away.

It takes the joy.

Numbness encompasses the lighting.

Shiny things hurt the eyes.

Tears won’t come.

Not because you are not sad.

Because you have no energy to spare on them.

Ones that won’t go away.

Did she get kicked out because I sent that angry text?

Will I be okay?

Is he upset about what happened?

Work lingers in the background.

Can I keep her safe?

What will happen if….?

I can not control the future.

Yet worry follows me into it.

Things unexpected.

Life happens.

Problems are dealt with.

People are just people.

Time changes the circumstances.

Until the next one comes along.

Broken leg, not an arm

so I can still do my art or gaming.

No whiplash, because neck hurts too much already.

Sore back? Bleeding from the inside?

Too traumatic. Maybe just a gun shot graze.

Any of the five senses would be horrifying to lose.

Mental trauma?

Already have.

Maybe just having friends who support me

is best.

On the way home.

Cars in front

Suddenly stop.

Brakes are slammed.

Mine and two more behind me.

Unfortunately the last in line was not fast enough.

Now, I have to report how the back end got damaged.

Just like a sunburn

you don’t realize it until it starts to hurt.

Anxiety doubles the pressure

and overwhelms what little control you have.

Giving in means disaster.

Not only for you

but for those around you.

A mega-ton nuclear bomb

could not have the same effect as you.

It is just a list.

Yet, it evokes a bad vibe.

A litany of crimes.

Of aches and pains.

Charges against peers.

All bad things.

What if we switch the term

and make a litany of good thoughts?

Nah, that would be confusing

and unhealthy.