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Anxiety,

Hello, my friend,

It's been so long,

And so it ends,

But I must say

That you weren't missed,

Although I knew

It'd come to this:

Just me and you

Alone tonight,

Alone today,

In broad daylight

With fears we've shared

Throughout this time

We've been apart

And still aligned

Within our minds,

The mind we share,

The mind you wrecked,

If you so care

To recognize

Just what you've done,

Just what you've left;

I've come undone.

I didn't know;

I couldn't see;

You left me blind;

You blinded me

To brokenness

I'd come to know

Some place inside

That wouldn't show

Its light to me,

Its colors bold,

A story you

Had never told,

Because you knew

I'd see the truth

If you let it,

Let it slip through

Your cold fingers

And into mine,

Where I could trace

Down every line

And every curve

Of destiny,

The future I

Would one day see,

Undoubtedly;

There was no choice.

Anxiety

Had raised its voice

And captured mine,

Locked it away,

To keep me from

Those words I'd say

To crush its soul,

Stamp out its spark,

Leave it alone

Out in the dark

And far from me.

Yes, if I'd known,

But how could I?

I wasn't shown

That image that

Just might imply

How far I'd fall,

How hard I'd try

To make it work,

To make it fly,

Despite the fear

That wouldn't die

Behind my eyes

Or in my soul.

Anxiety;

It was my soul;

It was the beat

Within my chest;

It put my pow-

Ers to the test.

Yes, every day,

And every night;

I never got

One answer right.

And so I ran;

I ran from you.

You're like a night-

Mare coming true,

And I escaped;

I slammed the door,

But here you are.

Hello one more.

Nowhere's too far

For you to reach

A rotten heart,

A poisoned dream

With creeping fears,

Anxiety,

You play that card,

You clip the wings,

You let birds fall;

You are the ground,

The dirt, the mud,

The nature sounds

Without the love

And without grace,

Only anger

To replace

The hopes hidden

Within each heart,

No matter how

It's torn apart

In broken past

Of rotten fruit

Where dreams were beat,

Where fear got through

And ate its way

Along the path

To destiny,

Just leaving wrath

In its dark wake,

The shadows too,

Anger with which

There's nothing to do

But scream it out

And run away

To somewhere I

Could never place

And wouldn't try,

'Cause I don't care;

I want an out

To anywhere.

What's the difference?

What's the catch?

What is the hope?

To which I can latch

When fear comes on;

It's all I see,

Reflections of

Anxiety.

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Anxiety: the greatest threat to ambition, the greatest roadblock in the way. It is, isn't it? If you know, you know... and I do. I know many of you do too. Pursuing goals and dreams is scary; it is. The future, the outcome, is a massive unknown, a considerable one, and it can be terrifying, not knowing what's in store, what good or bad or pain or joy you'll bring if you try, take the leap of faith, step out. Anxiety's a monster in the mind. It wrecks us. And, sometimes, that's just how it goes. We can't always stop it. Don't give up though, ok? I won't if you won't. And, together, maybe we'll find a way to surmount the obstacle that stands in our way, in the way of our ambitions, in the way of our dreams, in the way of life as it is meant to be lived. I believe. I hope you do too <3