The Restaurant & The Anxious Man

Poetry

Scratching chalk boards

amongst the chatter

clinking glasses

make ears shatter.

Nervous leg dances around

mind projects troubled frown

these eyes get lost

amongst constant drown.

No one wants a troubled friend

all ears

but none to bend.

Come along

it will be nice

disregard the chill

the winter ice.

Try not to scream or flip a table

must act calm

show I’m able

to remain in this place

remain at this table.

Try to talk

make them laugh

put on usual

jokers hat

we mustn’t fall

into misery’s trap.

I cant do it

I want to go home

retake my seat

my depression

throne.

 

 

Copyright © 2017 Charlie Hasler.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Published by Charlie Hasler

My name is Charlie, I am 32. I have anxiety, OCD and depression. I also struggle with being a perfectionist. This blog started as a resource for me to vent, it still is, but I have also found I enjoy writing even when its not being used as a coping strategy. I have found poetry helps me in expressing myself and getting it all out. But since I first started writing poetry I have expanded onto other subjects around everyday life and feelings etc. I dont see my mental health problems defining me, but, whether I like it or not they have defined some important parts of my life. I also have Dyslexia so some of my spelling and grammar may be off from time to time. I love my partner very much, she has stuck with me through hell and high water, god only knows why? I am fairly certain she still has a mild affection for me. Also, I prefer our cat George to basically everyone else. So on that happy note, I hope you enjoy reading my stuff. Lets all get creative and deep etc etc. Twitter: @hasler2charlie

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6 thoughts on “The Restaurant & The Anxious Man”

    1. Horrible isnt it, a mix of emotions caught between anger you feel you were made to go and guilt you feel you spoil the occasion for everyone else

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      2. Same, for years people didnt said I was the life and soul but thats only because I over compensated to hide the fact I was nervous, I just dont get small talk.

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      3. It’s such a vicious cycle…. I think that’s why people like us turn to writing. It’s easier to express ourselves and we don’t have to answer to anyone for what we’ve written.

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