BUT NOW

Submitted by Heather Jones on Mon, 12/03/2018 - 20:35

BUT NOW
THE SKIES
ARE CALLING
AND THE BROKEN
SOULS
ARE FALLING
THERE'S NO
BRIDGE; A
GAP, A
HOLE
BENEATH YOUR
FEET
BENEATH THE
MOON

AND DEAREST
NOW
WE JUST FEEL
LOSTER
AND CHILD, NOW
THERE'S HEARTS
TO FOSTER
WE'RE ALL
FALLING
TO THE MOON
AND WE ARE
SWALLOWED
BY THE STARS

AND OH NOW
BENEATH
YOUR FEET
THERE LIES
THE WORLD
FOR NOW
RETREAT
WE'RE LOSING
SPEED
SWALLOWED BY
GREED
OH HEAR ME
PLEAD
IT'S LIKE A
WEED

AND ALL I
HEAR IS
NOISE
THAT LACKS
A GRACE
OR HOPE
OR POISE
WHAT DO I DO
THE STARS ARE FADING
THERE'S JUST
SKY
AND
BLACK
AND
ME
AMIDST THE CHAOS
IN THE NOISE
THERE'S ONLY
SKY
AND
BLACK
AND
ME

Author's age when written
17
Genre
Poetry
Notes

I don't even know what this is. I think I was kind of just wondering if it was possible to convey the feeling of a panic attack/anxiety through words - loud and nonsensical and afraid. We, of course, have no reason to feel that way because of our beautiful and wonderful Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. <3 I still wanted to see if I could do it, though. Thoughts?

Comments

Heather Jones

Mon, 12/10/2018 - 18:20

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Hahaha thank you!! That's awesome. Yay. I mean, not awesome that it nearly brought you to panic, but awesome that I accomplished my mission. 8D yAySDdsdf

“planting seeds inevitably changes my feelings about rain.” —luci shaw.
psalm 84:10 esv.