Monday, September 20, 2021

Anxiety

 

Like a fish out of water, breathing hard for fresh air

Like a clam lives in buried sand, spitting out the sand and grit

Suffocating

 

Like an insect hopping all over, to no direction

Like a butterfly flying around, in slow motion

Confused

 

Like a woodpecker endlessly pecking, to find the secrets of life

Like a penguin adapting its life in water, clumsy and comical on land

Flightless

 

Like a human, with fear and worry

Silently trekking, on an unpredictable path

To the unspoken fate


S.P. Ma

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