Cannot see the forest for the trees
Blindly racing forward
Like a deer in the headlights
Collision followed by collision
Waves of nausea passing over
Cannot stop the trembling
Helpful remedies only numb the edges
Soften the blow
But maybe that is OK
Maybe it is OK
To feel like this
Because like I said once before
Being alive is
Feeling everything
The good, the bad and the anxiety