Anxiety
A heavy sky
That blackens clouds
That saddens eyes
A constant friend
And bitter foe
It weighs you down
Where you wouldst go
It’s daggers twist
Within your thoughts
To kill those dreams
That long you sought
Anxiety
That evil brew
Who’s chains do drag
And anchor you
Anxiety
Its death is near
You’ve seen its eyes
And faced your fears
Anxiety
Now bid it gone
Take soft my hand
We’ll fight as one.
It’s those black lines that are the hard lines
They’re the ones you face all alone
It’s the dark nights that are the black nights
When the seeds of fear are sown
In the black nights only dark lights
Shine upon your fears
In the dark light of the black nights
The only light reflects in your tears
It’s those black lines that are the outlines
Of every thought that you dread
It’s the dark lines in the black night
Where you fear the hand of the dead.
Paintings and poetry. 