I faced the demon, a deja vu flash
two decades back…
Two weeks of anxiety, waves
new moon phase,
two days of random vomiting.
Today comes the hour,
see the minute dawning, seize it!
Anxiety grasping my heart
a warning…
The tide has turned,
my name is called…
a whisper escapes
“Oh fuck!”
the demon tightens its grip,
Sharp intake of breath
I move to center stage,
spotlight glares
inside my head the demon sneers,
anxiety rears
I look at the microphone,
I look at the page
I speak, “Open me carefully…”
The demon, retreats,
Anxiety subsides, goal achieved.
Tidelines 19.1.18, the tide has turned.
I smile, steering from the harbor
towards new horizons…
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