Anxiety

A poem exploring the darkness and possible hope dealing with anxiety

Realization looms in deep tissue
The evil lurks pulling closer to the depth of constraint
Ghosts have their dance
Tap dancing on thick chunks of the soul
A brief reprieve down the River of whiskey
Or the floating relief of the leaf
They are brothers in misery
The light of the child
Memory of the weightlessness
Narrow and seemingly out of reach
That is where happiness lives