2.10.12

Held up here, it's a silent fear and the space don't take my mind

These thoughts hover above me;
A looming cloud.
It breaks under the weight
Of all that threatens to swallow me whole.
They billow out
Spreading like a disease.
I foolishly sit, cross my fingers and wait,
Only for it all to come crashing down.
Where do you find the strength to get back up
When there is no one
And nothing
Waiting on the other side