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Anxiety Poem
My anxiety is running rampant My thoughts stuck in a loop Sobbing over everything and nothing It’s barely half past noon I cannot slow this panic down I’m caught in it’s undertow My brain is trying to fight it My body just goes with the rapid-like flow My stomach is turning Tears pour from my eyes My skin feels too tight Intrusive thoughts try to slip inside There’s a roaring in my…
Rowing, a poem
I keep rowing this boat alone, I am beyond exhausted. I am too kind, interesting, and caring To struggle through life on my own The one who deserves me will treat me with kindness, Respect my boundaries, Love me, just as I am. Until I find them, I keep rowing. -Nicole Smith, Momoetry Dedicated to Bre (who knows her worth) and Melissa (who is figuring it out). I am working through…
Grieving
I held you in my arms I vowed to keep you safe The fates had other plans They took you from this place My heart is shattered Never to be repaired How do I keep going With you no longer here? How do I function? How do I get through the day? I wish we could trade places I’d do anything for you to stay The grief is all consuming I no longer sleep at night You were my baby…
A Love Letter to a Friend
I want to write you a love letter Tell you all the things you don’t know About you That I see in high definition Your voice is a melody Your smile sunshine Your demeanor approachable Your vibes, immaculate You exude kindness You are open and welcoming Yet, simultaneously, You suffer no fools. You are passionate Tenderhearted Educated Well rounded Beautiful, inside and out You…
New meds, who dis? Part 2, a poem
What’s next? The new meds mainlined My anxiety is weakened, She yells from her hole in my mind, “What will happen if you aren’t hypervigilant to everyone’s moods or words?” “Do you know what could happen to you?” “Who are you without me???” I’m excited to find out. -Nicole Smith, Momoetry
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Sledgehammer
Therapy is like hitting a boulder with a sledgehammer. Week after week the progress is so miniscule the human eye can barely register the change. I feel it. I feel it in my endurance, my body, my mind, and soul. Little slivers ricochet into the distance. I keep going. Occasionally a chunk slides off, it feels sudden and unexpected. In reality, every whack of the hammer for as long as I’ve been…
Ordinary Joy
Some days I look around me I ignore the chaos, clutter, and pet hair And my heart is full of joy Everyone is home together Cooking out Chilling in the therapy tent Watching the Office or Gravity Falls (Again) And I’m full of contentment Danielle is spilling tea Ray is aggravating everyone Pammy is detailing daycare body fluid trauma And I think, this is mine This is my life We…
