Sonnet 309.24 – Adjustment Disorder


Sonnet 309.24


I’m sharing this room with my sleeping twin,

My cat, my books and my parent’s voices

Half-hushed from the kitchen and drifting in

Talking about how there isn’t a choice.

They talk about how life will be different

For the family, but that we’ll all adjust

To the things they say they can’t prevent

Because they’ve always pulled through when they must.

But what if they’re wrong and things fall apart?

The question’s spinning around in my head

It catches my breath and squeezes my heart

Holding me answerless here in my bed.

Quietly, silently, feeling scared tears

Drop from my eyes without shedding my fears.


Adjustment Disorder with Anxiety

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