O ut of fear
N ever enough
T rust no one
R obs joy
O nly ifs
L ove squelched
Loosen that Grip
Why the clenched hands
Oh son of man
All that anger held in fist
Such a bitter laundry list
What will it take to loosen grip
Driven by own mental tormentor's whip
Memories burnt into soul
Distorted into hunched up troll
Feeding the victim thar become
Seared mind to overcome
Pain is a harsh master
Relief if loosen grip faster
About the Author: Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.
Anxiety
So want to control,
Hard to let go.
Anxiety shaken,
Desire for control awakens.
Want to control the weather today,
Force it to cooperate and hold at bay.
Consumes energy and time,
Crazy to think it's normal and fine.
Anxiety,
Anxiety.
Settle my soul,
Anxiety takes toll.
About the Author: Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.