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Fallen deep to the well’s bottom
The light at the zenith so distant
Draped to my reach a line of razor wire
Flickered with orbs of rain

So begins the tight and painful grasp
Reaching a small cliff for respite
But the blood dissolves the glimpse of progress
The setback leaves me bewildered

Again sensitized nerves snag the razors edges
Tighter the grip but the same result
Each cyclical rise and fall breeds fear
Will I learn to float and let the rain fill the well

Hi Mack:

This is a vivid portrayal.
Thanks.
MJ

Mack,

Nice poem. I've read a number of your posts. You really seem to be haunted by these scary thoughts. Believe me, I can relate. After stressful situations or panic episodes, my thoughts really bother me and dominate most of my attention. This brings on more fear and uncertainty.

I've always considered myself a deep thinker but during the anxiety periods, my thinking gets out of hand and I have alot of misperceptions.

How long have you suffered with this? Are you doing the program or seeking help? On any meds?

Your poem really hits home

Joe

I've been Effexor XR for about 7 years and clonazepam for a while. I do alot of work with meditation and a book called Peace from Nervous Suffering by Claire Weekes. I've done the program once.