Ok

New Poetry

Is it ok to not be ok?
Everything seems ok. 
The urgency of time when things are foreboding is understandably not ok. 
But what about after?
When all is physically calm once again. 
Why does it still feel like unease is more comfortable?
Must I live my whole life in panic mode?
What can I do to calm the storm outright?
The thought of sitting by a fire with hot chocolate and a good movie overwhelms me with envy. 
But stillness is not my friend. 
Stillness is still loud on the inside. 
Stillness takes time. 
Time sucks the life out of me and replaces it with anxiety. 
It’s exhausting…
It’s terrifying…
But it’s ok. 
It’s all I’ve ever known

12.2.2025