I step outside into nothing,
It's 5am,
I begin to run,
The sun rises over the fields,
It makes me feel whole.

Each day you made me stronger,
You made my sessions last a little longer,
You made me feel true greatness,
And it was all me of course, more or less,
When you left my system you took all you were able,
For therapeutic use said the label.

Solitude is peaceful,
I must be an island.

Anxiety, like fire,
Needs fuel,
We feed it with fear,
If only,
we can let it burn out.