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Angor

Anxiety

It comes to me in whispers, Tapping at my unconscious window Peering from behind frozen glass Wriggling around the outskirts of my mind It comes to me in waves, Clawing at my insides one minute Gone the next Intervals of frantic flutters and static bristles It comes to me in droves, Hurls me to the ground, Leaving me windless in a storm of hooves Trampling over my heart It comes to me naturally, Every step is taken breath...

My special tiny oneDoctors helped you growLooking at you made me smileYour growth was a bit slowTaken to intensive careYou slept in an incubatorThere were many prayersLots of good indicatorsMany months at the hospitalLots of medical proceduresSo precious and very littleA tiny fighter who was eagerYou were sent from up aboveWe love you each dayYour life will be filled with loveWe continue to prayNow you're regular sizeWe t...

stress lists

The timer is about to go off

I have been challenged to write out 2 lists of things to do in 30 minutes. Two lists? Yes. I have so much shit to do, I don’t know where to start. So, I have accepted the challenge and have 19 minutes left. I quickly wrote a list of things to do around the house. Dishes Laundry Make sure the kids uniforms are ready for practice. Basic daily stuff. List one is dun. What will my second list consume of? Things I need to do a...

Please stop crying, you're scaring us now. I really am trying but some days I feel like dying. Please stop laughing that's even more frightening to us. Great, now I can can add guilt to my messy mind, what a plus. Cry, laugh, stop, start make sure you repeat. I don't want to leave, just need a place to safely retreat.No, it's not stopping and I give in. We return to the place I've been before. When my instability arises a...

Your Mood Is Back

Tired of your moods

I’m so tired of how you treat me I know that you’re stressed I dream of running to be free I’m so not enjoying this mess I hate the way you talk to me We’re supposed to be a team I really think you do agreeI really just want to scream I really am at a loss for words Your behavior is irritating Nothing to really look towards This is highly frustrating You want me to feel bad You made this terrible decision All I am is comp...

Cannot Breathe

I'm so cold

When I'm sad I often feel sick My body is cold and I want to sleep I do hope I can get through this quickAll I want to do is weep Every month on that dayIt's when the shit hits the fanI really wish you'd find a wayI really hope that you can Hopefully you'll close that locationAnd then things will be betterIt's really too much frustrationNow we'll wait for their letter I'm so depressed and sadYou promised you'd take care o...

I’m very sad today Things seem to be worse You promised you’d find a way I really feel like we’re cursed We can never get ahead Always far behind I just want to go to bed I’m really losing my mind I thought things were paid Please will you talk to me I’m really rather afraid I know you have to agree Hopefully things will work out I’ve been crying all day I have no strength to shout You really need to pay I hope we will be...

Anonymous

We Three

A short, one act play

Characters: ELLE - Middle-aged, dishevelled, wearing nightclothes. BETH - Indeterminate age, smartly dressed in casual attire. LISA - Twenty-something, short dress, heels, make-up. WAITER - Young, handsome male. Staging notes :‘Black box’ stage, plain black floor. Three identical, plain chairs positioned CSR, CS, CSL.*** Blackout. ELLE, BETH and LISA enter. Each sits in a chair: ELLE CSR, BETH CS and LISA CSL. Lights up l...

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Here Comes The Stress

I am feeling very sad

I'm feeling so much stress I need to try and relaxThere's so much to addressThese are really the factsThis is my breaking pointI'm trying not to cryTrying not to disappointI really am sad, I cannot deny I'm not even feeling goodMy knee is getting so badI feel so misunderstoodThis is making me feel mad Headaches are now backPain is all I really feelPerhaps another anxiety attackUnfortunately, this is real Can't wait for sc...

The AP Complex

An examination of AP students in my school done in the form of a research paper

Abstract Focusing on the students designated “AP Kids,” and the emotional/psychological impacts of their efforts in areas outside the classroom. Using my own personal observations, perceptions, and conclusions concerning these students, and after spending the better part of the school year with them, I have laid out what I believe to be a psychological complex: the Advanced Placement Complex. These students’ natural intel...

I long for solitude, perhaps in a quiet room far away Apart from this noise, modern life so loud A mobile conversation jarringly obtrusive Music player set louder, Drowning out your shouted replies A child kicks my chair on this train Railing and screaming, hauling me back into this worldI long for momentary deafness Buffering my soul, against this constant clamour A businessman jabbers to his colleague Overheard, it’s no...

Tick tock, tick tockHurry up, hurry upGet a move on and be doneSpare one hour for some funHurry up, hurry upGet it done. Tick tock, tick tockGo to bed, go to bedShut your eyes and fall asleepbut don't fall in too deepGo to bed, close your eyesCatch some sleep.Tick tock, tick tockA shower, a showerYou are out of time by farHurry up get to the carWaking up, you are lateStart the car...

16:45

Stress induced poem

Information overload Another fucking meeting request??? Ring ring a desk phone goes off nearby 'Throb Throb' goes my head 'Click Clack' goes my neighbour’s keyboard 'Rackity Rack Rack' someone drums their fingers infuriatingly Approaching deadlines tighten around me Need to think Approaching explosion pointStress rising Could use a drink or two...I see you approach me in the window reflection And school my features I want...