- Title: Anxiety
- Subject: Poetry
- Year: 2008
- Author: Tabisa Yeni
- Affiliations: https://tabisayeni.wordpress.com/2018/03/25/anxiety/
Tabisa Yeni from Midrand, South Africa:
I am both an abuse and mental health activist as a result of being a survivor of both since the age of 5. Writing has always been a coping mechanism for me and an emotional outlet. The poem is on my website link.
I had a love Jones that joined me at my joints and joined the dots and puzzled my existence. wait a minute, that’s intense.
My intentions were attended and my tensions released. I felt tense like, Please Don’t tease me, I have just got brutally tortured by a perpetrator, who left my pulse weak and eyes wide open. My wisdom faded and and in came fatigue and fear.
Fell short of the bar that I I had raise, had to eat a Bar one just to reach the level of bar number one. But wait a minute, that was not enough, I found myself at the bar screaming “Double Gin and Tonic” for the double chest pain that I was feeling that left me with my chin down. I thought that the Tonic would heal my ailment but in reality, it just alienated me from all reality.
The reality is, its really lit in my sanity.
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