My anxiety is a snake slowly constricting the conflicted parts of my brain, increasing the tension on my subconscious worries and pains. It invites in my insecurities to intrusively choke me with doubts, but instead of expelling air it's belligerencies escaping from my mouth.
Author: Ash Ochoa Poetry
You'll figure it out.
Droplets/Frost 2
Droplets/Frost
Agony
My agony feels like a red-hot and ragged blade stabbing into my sternum. It twists and digs its' way deeper into the pit of my stomach as my breaths become sharp and uneven. My lungs struggle, burning with each painful gasp. Making me fight for the air I don't even want to breathe...
Marbles & Snow 3
Marbles & Snow 2
Marbles & Snow 1
Dentist
Warehouse B&W
Reminders
A hotel notepad and a beer bottle cap, three loose quarters and a constellation map. A missing black sock and a half melted shoe, are just some old objects still reminding me of you.
AO Poetry 
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