Whispers of the Soul

Anxiety

A Delicate Balance

In the stillness of dawn, a whisper of peace,
Moments unfold where the chaos might cease.
Sunlight dances gently, casting soft rays,
As I breathe in the quiet, welcoming the day.

Yet, beneath this calm, a current does swirl,
A shadow that flickers, a tension that twirls.
Like tides of the ocean, emotions ebb and flow,
Rising like waves, crashing hard from below.

I stand on the edge of this fragile expanse,
Each heartbeat a tremor, each breath a slight chance.
With every soft lull, there's a pull to the deep,
A tide of anxiety, where fears start to creep.

The laughter of friends feels like light in the dark,
Yet whispers of doubt leave an indelible mark.
I juggle my thoughts, a precarious feat,
Holding onto the calm, yet bracing for heat.

The balance is delicate, a dance on a wire,
Where joy meets the burden, hope clashes with fire.
I sway with the breeze, with the joy and the dread,
In the moments of stillness, the whispers of lead.

But I learn in this journey, with each step I take,
That calmness and chaos can coexist, not break.
The waves may come crashing, but I won't fall apart,
For strength can be found in the depths of the heart.

I breathe through the turmoil, embrace every sway,
Accepting the shadows that dance in the fray.
For within this balance lies beauty untold,
A tapestry woven with threads of the bold.

So I'll navigate life on this delicate line,
With moments of calm, intertwined and divine.
For in the dance of emotions, both fierce and serene,
I find my true self, where I flourish unseen.