Apologies from the second floor. 

  

no, no, no, no!
I am cement on my carpet
balled up on the floor
asphyxiating on memories
of me
of you
I wonder what she thinks…
the lady underneath
the slender division
…of our apartments
downstairs soon to flood
corroding her rocking chair
My relentless tears
leak through conjoining cracks
Oh the afghan of happiness                          she thought she had back..

  

High on Anxiety

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My hearts beating so fast

And heavy
Feels like a stone
Thump thump thumping
A pattern of manic beats
Paranoid and ready
Expecting the unexpected
As it happened before
Shock and horror
Barging through the front door
Uninvited
Now those experiences lurk inside me
I evaluate and weigh the probability
Of the monsters life expectancy
It’s like a thrill ride
Without the gravity
A bad dream
When you wake up falling
It’s my memories calling
My intuition warning
Sometimes the mutt hides in the night
And rises with the morning
Terror dripping and weaving
Dissecting every inch of my strung up feelings
My pulse is revved up
And it’s impossible to sleep
Welcome to the night of an insomniac
High on anxiety beats