We met in my chest
A small pang at first
Which became a throbbing wound
The feeling of eyes watching, of judgment ensuing
Uncontrollable breathe
And here you are
Sitting inside me
Waiting in the dark and shadows
Emerging at any sign of uncertainty
Rearing your ugly head at any sign of fear
Anxiety.
Where do you come from and why have you taken up residence in my body?
Give me back my inner peace, my pleasant dreams, my blissful mind.
For uncertainty should not be synonymous with fear.
The feelings you incite within me:
Racing thoughts, Racing heart
You are not anxiety.
You are excitement.
You are possibility.
Farewell — for I have reclaimed my mind’s tranquility
My thoughts no longer dictated by you
My decisions created by hope and serenity as opposed to the fear you made me feel
There is now possibility ahead
Megen's Musings 