Getting self-conscious as I stomp down the street
Counting to ten just to get myself calm
Pausing to check my erratic heart beat,
Set to the thump of a ticking time bomb.
Boarding the train
Anxiety remains
I promise to never be ill again
Boarding the train
I still can feel the pain
It’s crushing me now as it did back then.
Passengers board - they’re enclosing my space
Icy indifference touching each face
Crowded together, lonely I stand
With the driest of mouths and the clammiest hands.
Still on the train
Anxiety remains
I promise to never be ill again
Still on the train
I’m smothered by the pain
It’s crushing me now as it did back then.
Copyright 2010 Liya Khenkin
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