Anticipation At A Red Light
Rolling up, almost past the barrier.
Stop!
Brakes Squeal and cars jerk in place.
Stop!
My heart beat is still in a race!
Stop!
The thoughts spin; making my mind wearier.
Stop!
I am going to be late!
Stop!
The anxiety starts to take over.
Stop!
The light has turned green and I start to go
My life has started and I must let the anxiety go.
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