Even while I dreamed
I prayed
that what I saw
Was only
Fear
and not
the fore front
of a shadow.
When the cold sweats
Made me sheets stick
I took the time needed
To catch my breath.
And when the convulsions
jerked my body
out of the pit of sleep
I turned back over
and let go again.
Even while awake
I dreamed
of running away
from the things
that make up
my nightmares.
While running
I prayed
that what I was
leaving behind
was worth
getting away from.
Anxiety is a siren
and she sings songs
to passing ships
that carry the boxes
full
of problems
that don't even
exist to me yet.
My mind played
predict the future
and
negate the present
out of fear
and
anticipation.
It seems as
though
the more I face my fears,
the more I have to go.
Even while with you.
Even while with you,
holding your hand,
I prayed I'd get to tell you
a few more times,
goodbye,
a few more times
until our last dream.
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