Anxiety Inspired Poetry

I will admit I am totally not coping well with my stress right now. Not by my standards. I haven't gone screaming down the road yet. I haven't turned to illegal drugs or alcohol. I haven't went off the deep end and had my head shaved in public. I haven't used a machete on my coworkers. ;) (Although I did dump upon one coworker rather harshly and kind of unfairly earlier in the week.) I haven't flipped anyone off or went into a tirade of profanity. Yet.

However, I must say the anxiety is at a high level, brewing and bubbling around inside of me. I am doing what I can to keep it at bay. I'm breathing. Listening to mellow music. Finally, the darkness has inspired me to write poetry. I am most creative when I am down. I can barely write a word when I'm bubbly and joyful.

Therefore, I've posted one poem to my oft-neglected poetry blog. Something tells me there will be more to follow.

It helps. It really does.