Because I'm waiting..

Between me and the crowded room

is a path paved with fear.

My foot sinks in soft concrete as I make my way

towards that ball of fire which is the room.

heat hits my face

I'm choking I'm hot I'm cold I'm dizzy

I'm spinning I'm not there I'm outside myself.

Mind's blank.

Not a thought in sight. I am pure emotion

which hurtles me along that path.





The room full of people is near.

I feel naked and exposed in my fear, visible on my face.

Can't pretend, can't fake.

A shaky voice and crimson cheeks give me away.

I have no name butanxiety.

Want to cry with frustration. Why me? Why not?

And then the wave has washed over me and my mind settles back into my body.

I mingle , already armed for the next wave rising in the distance and building like a tsunami.

It'll come.

Because I'm waiting.