Fear
Stomach full of swallows
and monarchs
Orange and green and gold
My shifting eyes
Never focused
Thinking a mile a minute
Thoughts but no way to comprehend
Immediate sweat filled with regret
Little bits of nauseau left behind
The kind of can't stop won't stop
You don't want
Faces painted with confusion
Open eyes
I want to make happy
Worried about reactions
Trying to leave it all behind
Worried about future actions
Without me
Don't want you to disappear
But feel better without you
Awkward silence
Uncomfortable jokes
Itchy hands when all you do
Is complain
So I walk faster
Never look back
Never sinking
into the temptation of
Giving up
letting the anxieties
the fears
the little voice
pull me back
Run
and don't give in.