Can you steer me away from the fear?
The pounding heart that starts
In the pit of my stomach it's
Debilitating irritating unfulfilling  
Anxiety spilling out
Drilling into my brain
Pounding ticking
Tick tick tick tock
Locked in shut out
I'm looking in but left out
in the cold
Shivering
frightened of fright itself
I'd like to bottle it
Put it on a shelf to gather dust
Standing beside myself
Looking at the shelf
I'm talking to myself
Am I selfish or selfless
Helpless or hopeless
I'd like the road I'm walking down
To be the path home
I'd welcome me with open arms
To totally disarm
I'd wrap me up in the comfort
I'd let me sigh and smile
And sit and just be me for a while