The Fear Beneath the Surface

Dreams scatter like buckshot From a shotgun Broken up by the threat Of nightmares waiting in the wings Fear begins to rise Before the tenor can shift Into that old familiar pitch Always lingering Beneath the surface An instinct for survival Run into overdrive All adrenaline bursts And dilated eyes Prey always scanning for the … Continue reading The Fear Beneath the Surface

When Anxiety Comes Knocking…#MondayBlogs

Last night, I "thought" I went into heart failure. I was asleep when this happened, mind you, but it felt extremely real. The girl who kept travelling near me using only a pogo stick didn't alert me to the fact that I was dreaming. When I finally clawed my way, gasping, back to the surface … Continue reading When Anxiety Comes Knocking…#MondayBlogs