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Sense Of Unease

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I don't know why I
Feel this way tonight.
I'm compelled to be vocal
When at times I don't
Desire to join in at all.
Is it because I'm worried,
Racked with concern that
I'm not making the effort
To hold a mere conversation?

It's a strange sensation
When I feel kinda on edge
Without knowing the reason.
Some of my nerves are just
Used as musical instruments -
Invisible hands playing them
Like an out-dated xylophone.
The slight ache in my head
Makes me question this - why.

Why do I feel slight unease
When I am so far from danger?
I have no reason, none at all,
To be acting in this strange way.
Is it because I don't get
Enough sleep in the nights? Or
Could it be something simple
Like coming down with a cold?

I wish I had the answers,
At least some sort of inkling
As to my unrestful state of mind.
I just hope it's one of those
Bad days where I can bounce back.
This is a poem for 12th May in celebration of Poetry Appreciation Challenge 2014 (writing one poem per day from 8/5/14 to 8/7/14)

I have no idea why I feel a little on edge for no reason right now. I mean, is it normal to feel a bit nervous/anxious when you can't put your finger on exactly why? Not so long ago my dad asked me if I was nervous about something and I said I wasn't - which is kinda true. I think I may have to talk with Greg about this when I see him tomorrow - hopefully he can shed some light on this matter.
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artiste-reveur's avatar
I really like how even the rhythm of the words mimics a nervous heartrate--erratic and fast-paced.  Nicely crafted poetry. ^^