Pace.
With each step I feel my doubts.
Pace, pace.
I feel my hopes and wishes.
Pace, pace, pace.
My anger boils.
Pace, pace, pace, pace.
My fears sink in like my feet into the carpet.
Pace, pace, pace, pace, pace.
My anxiety pushes me on, makes my jaw work as I make yet another scar in my cheek.
Pace, pace, pace, pace, pace, pace.
My breath quickens, like a caged animal that wants free.
Stop.
I write this,
My jaw works,
My toes wiggle,
My body shakes,
In hopes this might solve it but I fear it will only become worse.
So I pace, pace, pace, pace, pace, pace, pace.
