Emotional Support Cheese

Photo by Azzedine Rouichi on Unsplash

When the darkness of life closes around me,
Crashing down walls made of thickest anxiety,
I internally shudder and gasp for breath while
Walking to the fridge for some cheese.

Commercials and news sites flash before my eyes
Screaming at me to buy their shit or die.
All the while I’m desperately just trying to open
The motherfucking cheese…