NaPoWriMo Day 2

Today's prompt is to write a poem that resists closure by ending on a question, inviting the reader to continue the process of reading (and, in some ways, writing) the poem even after the poem ends.

I started by thinking about what question I could use to end a poem with and the first thing that came to mind was my anxiety.  Will I ever feel normal? Will I ever have a day without my anxiety? This thought is what inspired my poem for today. 

Anxiety

A ball of lightning inside my chest

Its energy fueling my thoughts and making me fidgety

I start to plan out my day

Trying to diffuse the extra energy

Eat lunch at 11:30

Go for a walk at noon

Be back by 1:00

Work until 4:00 uninterrupted  

Will my day go as planned or will something throw a wrench into it?

It never goes as planned.

Another day goes by 

Rinse 

Repeat

Will today be a normal day or another fueled with anxious energy? 

Will this feeling ever go away?

Thanks for reading!

Attentea Danaxam