Anxiety Heights

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Everyone goes through periods of "Anxiety Heights". Times alone... times of sadness... We have all been there before. May your days alone be short...

Submitted: April 15, 2007

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 Scent on card fills my nose,
perfume burns as candle glows.

I gaze on out and yet not there,
sun in eyes with too much glare.

Words unspoken still I care,
I cant hear yet them I'll wear.

No graceful touch upon my skin,
I leave myself to fingers wind.

So close so far into the night,
trying to hug the shadows tight.

Pillow feathers drawn into me,
ocean waves won't cleanse I see.

The quiet days and darker nights,
takes me to "The Anxiety Heights".


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