A World Too Close

Social anxiety.

The energy of your existence is liquefied

Swimming in the matter of humanity

Reject me from your stream of consciousness

I'm drowning in your social waves

Near or far, you're still here

Polluting my pool with weighted fear

All reserves are depleted and void

All I have now is to avoid. 

Author's Note

Photo by Valery Shanin. https://www.dreamstime.com/stock-photos-hands-wat-rong-khun-near-chiang-rai-image22156373

Reviews

[SleeplessVolcano]

Love this expression of anxiety.....it feels as if this poem would have packed a stronger punch if it had no rhyme at all......anxiety can be unpredictable, and a free flowing avalanche of lines could explain it better, in my humble opinion....:)

[Cobblestone Traveler]

That is an excellent point, SleeplessVolcano! I appreciate your input. This one was intended to be a more calculated, annoyed approach to the human race. However, you have helped me with my next piece, which I now realize shouldn't rhyme due to its content. Again, I appreciate it!