I WORRY

I have a pain. It is a fist clenching.

Only it is not a fist. It is my chest clenching.

Many parts of me reside in my chest.

Located right here, for instance, is my heart.

I’m not panicking which could be worse

But I’m not denying the fist in my chest.

I’ve had tests. Doctors have measured me

Walking and running and watching electrical lines

Like lie detectors. And pictures of echoes.  All normal.

Rest Assured. So I rest.  There it is again. Clenching.

I wonder how many dead people heard

Don’t Worry

Just before they stopped worrying

For good.

14 thoughts on “I WORRY

  1. Reblogged this on notquiteold and commented:
    Once in a while, I have a weird and sometimes unwelcome compulsion to write poetry instead of silly stuff. So I recently added another blog, With Resistance, so I have someplace to throw those babies. Since this poem has a silly side too, I thought I would share it here as well.

    1. Thanks. I am actually pretty sure I’m fine. It’s one of those vicious circles – you have a pain so you get anxious, and then the anxiety makes a pain of its own.

  2. i get those too sometimes… the docs at emergency always tell me my heart is ok but that i might have ‘chest arthritis’… supposed to be particular to women… where tension is kept in witheld breath and muscle fibres tear and cause arthritic knots after awhile… sort of like a charleyhorse but unlike legs, we have to keep using our lungs – so it hurts.

    Another thing i saw when i was working in a chiropractor’s was the ‘nerve syndrome’ where a turned vertebrae affects the nerves feeding through it and wrapping around the body… so someone with a crick between their shoulders could end up having chest pain from the irritated nerve.

    Doctors don’t usually clue in to these symptoms so i’m just tossing them in for you to consider. The good news is that they usually go away pretty fast.

    Hope you’re feeling better soon!

  3. I had a pretty bad run of anxiety attacks last fall just after I got a restraining order against my ex… I remember this feeling, of being “medically sound” but still… there is something physically wrong happening.

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