/The joy of walking on old stairs, built on new stones and the fragrance of fresh paint is scintillating//
I am always happy to visit home
yet worried seeing it
The thought
that a place might be different
from what I think it will look like,
is devastating.
Even if a colour gets a little brighter
than what I had in my mind
causes panic
Anxiety is like being stuck in past home while living in a new house.
I have moved on, I did,
atleast physically.
We have new flowers here
all are different
none of them belong here
or to each other
They seem distant.
Grass is greener here, too much green.
Abundance has never been this shallow.
From my window
sunsets are blue,
Sky is pretty as always.
Sea is in harmony with the wind
But I’m worried of rain.
I am trying to adjust here
I eventually will.
Prompt: Metaphor for anxiety by Silverleafpoetry
10 replies on “NaPoWriMo- Metaphor for Anxiety”
“Anxiety is like being stuck in past home while living in a new house.” Very brilliant write!
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Thank you
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Hello my friend. I don’t like new places in my old age. I believe change is harder when you are older. Hello from Michigan.
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Change is too much some times and I agree that after a certain time period or age it’s too hard to accept and adapt to change.
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I am poor at change too my friend. I like even ground and safe place. Hello my friend.
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So- I’ve been wondering … were you’ve gone??
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Thinking of being back
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Looking forward to it
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Thank you for being this kind.
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My pleasure…
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