The feeling comes and goes...

Some days it is so intense, it threatens to engulf me.

Other days, it is barely the whisper

Mentally lunging forward,

I constantly run in place.

So afraid of being stuck here,

yet too afraid to leave.

Tired of containting

The sun and the blue sky

Reached out and embraced me

Insulating me from people and

Activities which surrounded me

Walking

When I was one going on twenty
I thought I knew it all
I couldn't see down the road of life
I couldn't see the pitfalls
Or where