POEM STARTER

'I wish I had never let go.'

Using this as the opening line, create an emotional poem focusing on how your character feels and what has led them to this point.

Anxiety Vent

Poetry

Drama

I wish I had never let go of the childhood with nonexistent worrying. —————— Standing alone in the middle of the room, can they tell I’m about ready to jump? I’ve gone in and out of these little mindsets, and I’m starting to wonder if I’m a grump. Standing, walking, laughing, talking, every single action brings an unsteady heartbeat. It just hurts. I wish I never had to let go of my childhood. I wish I never had to let go of the lack of the feeling clawing up my throat, or the sight of my world fading to black. “I wish I didn’t have anxiety.” They all respond the same. They all don’t get it. I don’t do it for fame. Why would I? This is a weakness. This is not a lie. “I’m sorry, your wish is against the rules, only things capable of happening can be wished and received.” “Get over it.” “Social anxiety? Stop making things up.” I’m sorry I’m nothing but corrupt. This is a vent, not really a poem. But it hurts, So I thought to show them, maybe it won’t hurt as much. Please tell me it won’t hurt as much. Please. Anxiety hurts. But doing it alone is even worse.

Comments 6

Katie Lyn

6 months ago

There are so many different forms of anxiety, and each one is completely valid and devastating. Just because you don’t fit the stereotypical version people have in their minds doesn’t mean you aren’t still suffering. Reaching out is hard, but staying alone is worse. Our minds are all complicated, backstabbing creatures. It’s awful the things we have to endure, and you portrayed that perfectly. Writing is all about feeling though words, so this poem is great. ❤️❤️❤️

Jewelie Rain

6 months ago

Social anxiety is very real. The fact that people don’t validate that is insane. I have major social anxiety. So much so that it literally causes me to be physically ill. Like on my first day of college orientation I threw up because I was so nervous to meet new people. In my example, it did get easier. I won’t say it will in all cases, but my social anxiety lessened when I knew what to expect. I still get very anxious in social situations I don’t expect (pretty often), but it can get better with time. Anxiety, especially social anxiety can be very isolating and lonely, so I hope that you know you can vent on here and you aren’t alone! So many people live with some kind of generalized anxiety disorder so it’s more common than you think. You aren’t alone 💛🖤

Hollow Oaks

6 months ago

(Post-writing: Sorry this is so long.) Ugh, I hate growing up as well. Too much, too much to look for, to be wary of, who to trust, who to not. Are they judging me? Why won’t they let me speak? Do they think of me? Why do they ignore me? Why can’t they leave me alone? Why am I still here? Why am I not dead yet? Is everything real? On and on and on, and I don’t even wish to be a child again—I don’t remember those days. I just want to be gone, on a non-existent plane of existence where void is present. No mind, no soul, no anxiety, depression, panic attacks, overthinking. Because life is shit, and this shit is exhausting. Oh, what was I getting at; yes, I remember now. You probably have something that keeps you on, keeps you striving. I have two things in my life, not my own life because I couldn’t care less, I wouldn’t cry. My family and my friends; that’s what keeps me going. And it might not be the same for you, but ofc we’re gonna have our shit holes. Life is life. And it’s even harder for a teenager—saying this as one myself. But I do believe in better things, better days. Because you’re still here, you wouldn’t be if life was hell. Huh…sorry this is so long, it’s just that I relate to it. You probably won’t read this all anyway, 😅Ofc anxiety is going to hurt, everything hurts. But you’ll have to live with that pain because anxiety never goes away. I used to have a lot, but now it’s faded, still there but behind the scenes. And when I feel overwhelmed, it comes back in full force: calling for violence. Violence, the killing kind. So, letting off that anxiety rather than keeping it inside is healthy, or else you might end up questioning your sanity, and soul, and life in general, hehe. Alright, that’s all. And I wish you well in whatever you’re going through. This was kinda like therapy for myself honestly. 💀

Stitch

6 months ago

I think this very much is some free verse poetry. I can relate to this completely. I miss the days where I could hang out with friends without rethinking every word that left my mouth. The days where I was actually excited for the future. Growing up hurts. This is very well written even if you don’t consider it poetry

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