Hands tense
Muscles tight
Stomach turning
The sun fades
Behind the trees
My heart
How it aches
The pit of my soul
Is trying to break free
From the roots
Which hold me
Hostage in my world
The corners are closing in
Worthless words
Meaningless love
These roots are suffocating me
Time holds no key
My eyes
They are ashamed of me
Little Bits of Heaven 
This is why I can’t get behind on your blog. I love your words and feel for your struggles in equal measure.
Thinking of you, Bits. Thinking of you.
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Thank you Hun. It’s a great big world and at times I feel like I carry its panic alone. Fear of nothing is the worst. If it were a something I’d conquer it and be whole again.
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Anxiety levels are unusually high in the Potts household too. I’ve been grinding my teeth in my sleep which has caused some severe jaw pain. On the bright side, it has slowed down the speed at which I eat which I like to think might help my waistline, so maybe some good will come of it.
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Oh I know that pain. I have a bite guard that has helped immensely. Maybe it’s the world and all its enormity we feel. Human connections colliding. I hope your life gets a little more peaceful💜
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you too!
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Well said. Is it me or is everyone dealing with anxiety this month? Both on a personal and on a global scale? I feel so disjointed and agitated and concerned, and cannot shake it.
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Same here sweet Bean. I had to banish the news from my house for a bit. I’m not even reading the paper. There is just so much. Too much. There’s this nagging sense of impending doom I cannot shake, which means I need to get outside and weed until it goes away.😊
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