A window to the soul. A brave look at anxiety.
It sneaks up like an unexpected deep triggered memory.Fills the space between the ribs with a pulsating hum which grows and grows in momentum and strength until it crashes like a ball against a wall sending you into flips of self doubt and trepidation.Accompanied by a friend full of ferocious comments repeating self doubt & chunks of venom so loud they blast through organised patterns of unity & order.A rippling of sharpness moves through your body reminding you of its presence & importance.Sharp intakes of breath seem to add fuel to the everlasting wave of increasing hot fire inviting the head to join in the fun adding a shadowy haze to the mixture.Shakes, shakes, shakes begin, joined by blinkered perceptions cloaked in acceptance.Headlights focused on the present creating a fuzzy focused figure within a shadowed team of strangers & unrecognised voices.Voices blend into a whirl of sounds cascading and fighting for their place in priority.
Pupils widen to catch a glimpse of potential searching for a chunk of light to signify calm & reassurance
Will it pass?
Will it happen again?