Gratitude, Poetry

Feels like skin

Approximate reading time: 1 min

Written the 26th May 2021

I’m not sure what’s got over me?

A change

A shift

of sorts I see.

Conscious of my breath

(almost all of the time)

Using it more to calm myself down

More able to stand up

and say I disagree

You can have your own opinion

but this is what I see

More mindful of my reactions

and the thoughts behind them

More able to halt the landslides

(before they begin)

Kinder to myself

when I dysregulate

Conscious it’s not my regular state

It’s like having a calming voice

 to constantly remind

“You won’t be like this

for the rest of all time!”

Able to listen more to comments

or feedback about me

not constantly bombarded

by anxiety

A clear distinction between perception

(and the truth)

Oh how I wish I’d had this

growing up as a youth

It’s only just beginning

I’m in the infant stage

but it feels like anxiety

might be turning its page

It’s pretty amazing to witness

these changes as they begin

it feels like I’m growing my first layer

 of skin