therapy. a refuge of my being.
a place where my mind acts as inkblots
only i can see.
i lay down or write, most times i don’t speak.
i’m scared that i’ll mumble faster, than i can think.
A-N-X-I-E-T-Y
anxiety
intense, excessive, and persistent fear
about everyday situations.
ignored because of its familiarity
abused because of its formality
no inconvenience is a minor inconvenience.
Not So Simple 