Clipping Stitches

A simple
Solitary
Seed
Of doubt
Sewing stitches
Choking roots
Once confident
Threatening
Downward
Spiral
Second-guessing
Simplest decisions
Sense of dread
Starting
In the brain
Slowly shifts
Stomach
Tied in knots
Realization
Anxiety has
Once again
Crept in
Recognizing
Is step one
Clipping stitches
Step two
Freeing roots
To stretch
And grow
Crushing
The doubt
Regaining
Confidence

Whether the tiniest reason or no reason at all, anxiety just shows up some days. Sharing helps. You never know who may be able to relate. Be encouraged. ❤️

10 thoughts on “Clipping Stitches

  1. Anxiety is a stealthy stalker.

    I have a pair of golden scissors I can give you — they’re very adept at snipping those invisible threads dangling out of the amygdala tripping up your peace of mind! ❤

    Your poem is a very apt description of their unbidden/unwelcome presence!

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  2. Kelley,
    This is so relatable and a wonderful poem. I like the way it moves down the page. As you well know, writing is a great way to process anxiety. I look forward to writing with you again soon.
    Be kind to yourself,
    Ali

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