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AnxiousCraig Rozniecki

In The Middle

Nowhere to turn, The walls closing in, Being there from the start, Nearing is the end, Planted firmly in the middle, My eyes stare straight ahead, Cognizant of what will result, If to either side I sway, At equal speeds they close, Tension building in the process, The suffocation I begin to feel, The painful end seemingly inevitable, My rapidly beating heart races ever more, My pulse begins to quicken, Sweat dripping from my face, In my stomach knots form,
RomanticCraig Rozniecki

When I See Your Face…

My eyes light up, A smile is instant, I bounce with excitement, When I see your face, In a crowded room, It’s all that I see, My pulse begins to quicken, When I see your face, Thoughts enter my mind, Romantic images then displayed, In a dream-like trance, When I see your face, Confusion dominates my ponderings, As a confrontation is made, Uncertain of what to feel, When I see your face,
SadCraig Rozniecki

Ignored Is My Love

Opening up to you, Placing my heart in your grasp, Firmly implanted, Confident of your care and love, My feelings bottled up for so long, A weight is finally released, Slowly floating to the clouds, Feeling light again, Happiness comes upon me, Anxious to hear your response, With a bounce in my step, A sparkle in my eyes, Not having felt this way in so long, Being fearful of love, I long for your acceptance, Long for your love,
RomanticCraig Rozniecki

"The Fall"

Words emanate from my mouth, The origin being my heart, Leaving myself open to pain, As I become vulnerable, My feelings strengthen, Which my words and actions showcase, As I begin to fall, In your direction, For every moment that we share, I fall a bit further, Praying that you catch me, That you accept my love, Gifts I give, Poems I write, Expressing my innermost thoughts and feelings, The ground closing in,
SadCraig Rozniecki

No Pain

A sore throat, A hamstring strain, A broken nose, I feel no pain, An ear infection, An ankle sprain, A jammed finger, I feel no pain, A stiff back, A sunburnt face, A violent cough, I feel no pain, My body aches, Morning, noon and night, A doctor tells me I’m sick, I feel no pain,
SadCraig Rozniecki

Beat

Sheltered from this world, Protected from potential harm, Fearful of being released, Wanting to maintain its innocence, As it begins to mature, Innocence slowly fades, Longing for a sense of freedom, To make its own decisions, Finally out in the world, Released to the masses, Curiosity at its peak, Expanding with every experience, Handed to another, Trusting of their care, Full of life and joy, Fears, worries and doubts spared,
AnxiousCraig Rozniecki

The First Move and Last

My palms feeling sweaty, An escalating heat fills the room, Heart palpitations increasing, Not knowing what I should do, My pulse starts to race, Mouth agape from which no words emanate, Foot twitches rapidly, Stuttering when I begin to speak, Paranoid of her discomfort, Fearful that it’s too soon, Worried about rejection, Not knowing what I should do, Wishing for a magical connection, A mutual telepathic moment, As our heads turn toward one another, And our lips simultaneously converge,

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