Another poetry blurb

Sorry for the lack of posts lately. Things have been a bit busy.

Came up with this poetry blurb Thursday at work:


Barbed wire in my throat
Thorns puncturing my lungs
I have nothing to say
And nowhere to run

Don’t mean to seem rude,
Cold, disinterested, or dumb,
But I’d rather be out of it,
Mindless and numb

(C) by me, Mouse, August 1, 2013


Don’t know if I should work on it more or not. I’ve been thinking on it, but I can’t think of anything more to add to it.

This is how I feel when people try to engage in conversations with me at work. The way I feel is, I’m at work to work, not to socialize. But I am trying! I really am. It is unavoidable – socializing is part of life. It’s just difficult for me. It’s like, just leave me out of the loop. You know? I don’t know how to respond other than to break out in a cold sweat and just murmur “Uh huh” all the time.

That said, this coming Friday, I am going to a talk therapist, a Dr. S. Yeah, I know I said I wouldn’t ever go to a therapist again, but I think my anxiety issues in particular need some tackling with talking. So. We’ll see how that goes.


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