As the morning grows, my heart sinks low
In anxiousness and trepidation, waiting for something to come, though I don't know

Fearful of an uncertain fate, anticipatory dread will soon come too late
Unable to run or hide away, no choice but to accept my faith

A small storm begins to brew, so quiet that it's hardly a clue
My chest tightens with every breath taken, uncertain of what awaits ahead awaken
Every step and every breath brings me closer to what may be death
Sweat drops as if I'm standing in the rain, while anxiously thinking of future pain

There's nothing I can do but go along my way, until whatever lies ahead appears someday
One foot after another is all that I can do, never knowing what the future will ensue
So in anticipation I keep marching on towards whatever is yet unknown
Tension in the air seems like an eerie drone

Time moves slowly forward yet again; with every second my worries are stained.
Fear races through me like a shot from a gun; feeling so helpless as though held under one.
Clenching my fists tight as worry looms near; until there's nowhere left for this emotion to steer.

Knowing that all that comes shall eventually pass by; should give me comfort when worrying 'bout why.
But even still this premonition still lingers and weighs down heavy upon my soul without care; till its anxiety vanishes into thin air.

And just like that- all of it gone- quickly as if someone hit delete button on a song.

So even though now i feel strong; who knows how long it'll last this time 'round? The struggle between courage and fear is what must be found.