FOMO
FOMO
it is my great disability
a form –
of muddled anxiety
that fear –
has held the reigns
and pulled me down –
unwelcoming lanes
FOMO
it exists like a tangible dread
and, ‘what if’,
belts out classics in my head
and something –
is well and truly over fed
have i made the right choices
what about my decisions
is it so bad –
so smash up my indecision
and am i doing the right thing
and what does –
all this bring
i am a slave for experience
or at least –
experiences i want to experience
or should i just experience
FOMO
and the way it holds me too tight
it has an ongoing insistence
the way it has fed me
i am hopeless when it comes to resistance
i know,
i have have battled this anxiety all my life
FOMO
James Garratt – March 2023
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FOMO – Written March 2023 (Aged 48)
