Anxiety

I have anxiety 

I can feel it 

Pulsing through my veins 

Like a poison 

Flowing through the bloodstream 

Radiating through my limbs

Sourcing from my stomach 

Though, 

It’s not needles and pins 

Pinching at my core 

It’s more heart beating 

Under my extremities

Heat around my throat 

Closing in 

This anxiety 

Hiding behind my eyes 

Penetrates the pages with words 

To others, Meaningless words 

To me, defining my infinity 

Image of a Woman

Imagine a woman
Who walks with pride
Head held high 
With secrets in her ears
And words in her mouth
She speaks with confidence
As if nothing was by her side
Who could hinder her thoughts
Or feelings

Imagine a woman
Who isn’t blinded by
What others think or feel
Shining brighter than those
Petty feelings

Imagine a woman
Who doesn’t chatter about the clutter
But creates compromises
Helping others
Being selfless

Imagine a woman
Shapeless and divine
Who doesn’t need others
To grow into a diverse human being

Imagine a woman
Who communicates with words
Using them like magic
To manipulate others
To bring chaos to her world
Subconsciously 
Yet with purpose

Imagine a woman
Who holds so many secrets
If she was cut open
They would spill out
They would stare at you
Embarrassing

Imagine a woman
Who doesn’t understand death
And tries to defeat it
Using words

Imagine a woman
So powerful
She dances with death
Into existence
Through words

Imagine a woman 
Who is so angry
She destroys death

Imagine a woman
Who is so sad
She buries death
With her