It’s happening again
squirming all over me
I start with shaking my legs
pacing up and down
then I begin to pick dirt
from my nails with my thumbnail
and think of a million outcomes
to judge my present situation
and how things could go wrong
my mind is crowded with thoughts
rest and sleep are not on the table
I dabble into unconsciousness
and get lost in oblivion
ignoring the present
Mariam Shittu
Nebulous natures, some disheartening
The garments woven with heartstrings
Wear this until the upgrade in panoply
Untrusting, can you please tell me
A difference in shadows and sunrays?
Surface and submergence, unforgiving
Perpetual motion, obsessive compulsion
Contortionist in and to a shade mahogany
Anxiety weighing heavily on sore knees
A glimpse of reality ripples to tidal waves
Turned off the t.v, seems like a one way
Into the abyss fiery of a face you’ve no name
Doubled over forms a link in a event chained
Pain feels like a power motivator for anything
Between angelic and demonic themes
Twain the vessel possessing both frames
Constructing spire and mires in one brain
All before I’ve written just one thing