Excuse me,
is this your Anxiety?
It seems to have followed me home.
I made the mistake of feeding it,
now it won’t leave me alone.
I really have nothing to worry
about right now.
So I’m not sure why it’s here.
Sure, I can find things:
freelance work is too quiet,
I’m afraid of getting too attached,
my parents will die some day,
racism, sexism and
climate change
to name a few.
It really needs to go.
I’d much prefer to drink tea
with my good companions:
Gratitude, Joy and Peace.