Have you ever walked and watched your feet,
Yet your feet don’t seem real,
Have you walked a street, and looked around you,
Yet nothing seems real?
Everything intensified,
Whispered voices so loud,
Small footsteps thundering,
Movement around a blur,
Everything surreal, you keep walking,
Keep talking, keeping going, hoping it soon eases,
Ground yourself they say, when that feeling creeps in,
Feel, Look, Listen, but how can you,
When it fill your soul, pulls over you like a blanket,
Walking, your body defying your feelings,
Hands shaking, keep going, keep pushing forward,
As waves of anxiety flow through your veins,
Nothing to hurt you, Yet your mind betrays the reality,
Aware of everyone, everything, acting normal,
Emotions over riding reason, slapping on a smile,
Holding back, just a few moments more,
Until a comfort can be found… when silence is welcome,
When movement ceases to exist,
It’s time, for I am no longer afraid