I tried to open the next door, counting down from three to one
But the spiraling fall had already begun
Breath, I said
Breath in the air and the trees
But the doors were locked, and I hadn't the keys

Steady to rise, move on with your day
Anxiety may come, forever to stay
You will not get rid of her, you will never be free
But you will build a fortress,
Through which seldom she'll creep


© LiaRay