Wonder how and when,
My carefree self transformed,
Into a scared existence,
Anxiety is something,
That questions my sanity,
Getting triggered from quite and noisy,
Doddering in my gait,
Panicky in my mind,
This perpetual restlessness,
Wants me to quit on life,
But often with a deep sigh,
I swallow these moments of fear,
With a hope that this too shall pass..

© cacti