Tag Archives: Anxiety
GUEST POST // a song for no one listening by Lesbihonest
i feel most like myself with my lipstick smudged
headphones on
wind in my hair like a prayer half said
the sky’s bleeding peaches and cigarette smoke
and i swear
god has been ghosting me again
i light one up with trembling hands
flick the ash like it means something
like im someone
the musics soft
but it drowns out the memory of her laugh
almost
theres no one watching
but i still pose
like the world is a movie
and im the girl who never makes it out of the last scene
smoke drips from my lips like secrets
i will never say out loud
i dont know who im supposed to be
but at golden hour
i almost remember
and i keep dancing with ghosts in the glow of the streetlights
kissing memories i shouldve let go
i wear heartbreak like a starlet
but no one ever shows to the show
sunsets the only thing that stays
so i let it paint me red and gold
by LESBIHONEST
© All rights reserved 2025
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detached
let’s walk to one side
under cover of quiet
observe how they go
why do they hurry
will they be on time
would that give them peace
anxiety sponges all
bloated beyond reason
so ready to explode
let’s take careful steps
under cover of quiet
mustn’t let them splash us
we are the hidden
happy to be nowhere
ghosting for sanity
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2024
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wellness check
i fain would draw this blue fog
but have only the red ink of shame
it burns through my sullen veins
i fain would deface my skin
but it’s like a brittle parchment
it crumbles ‘neath needle’s acerb touch
i fain would drown them all in bile
but hide behind what they want of me
my head pulses like a tumour
i fain would discard my failed life
but angst has drained resolve from my bones
i wait, days full up with hospital pudding
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2023
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the bad seeds
when the snake & the sycophant sing
when you feel their bile in your brain
when their gravity well steals your future
their happy song
seeds your anxiety
with more anxiety
when babies become the enemies of god
when laying of hands makes more zombies
when downward dog summons demons
their pious song
seeds your anxiety
with more anxiety
when they lash the journey to your back
when the road outlasts the marathon
when you realise their song will end you
their fascist song
seeds your anxiety
with more anxiety
by TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2024
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