Surface II

On water, by the sea of waves
Surfs my anxiety through the net

Unwelcome thoughts are not the saves
It will cost my temper and all I bet

In days, by the pandemic with fears
Swims my worries, deep down
Under surface, there’re hidden tears
As long as it stays, my mind will drown

Two thoughts, by a single brain
Floats apart and drifts away
Every day, a struggle of strain
To find a healing soul to stay

Along the coast, by a broken heart
Flying my torpedoes under the skin
In my veins, there’s a bloody start

At a moment, the anxiety sets to spin

© Björn Blomqvist 2021-02-04

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Björn Blomqvist

Aspiring author with a bachelor's degree in art history and visual communication and a bachelor's degree in history. Writes on a debut novel. Amateur actor and poet - sometimes writes art reports and articles from art exhibitions.

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