Here comes the Anxietea.
                
                      Best
                          
                            Gulp  
                                    
                                       It
                                        
                                            down.

She jumps into the freezing water,
Goes under and sits on the bottom.
If she just screams it out,
Will she feel release?
Wondering if the water that comes into her lungs will numb the pain.
Washing over her till she can’t feel it anymore.
How do you release something that swallows you from the inside out?
Slowly taking over everything
Bit
By
Bit.
She opens her eyes and dives up for the surface.
Catching her breath in gulps.
Wondering if only she got enough air, would it stop the drowning inside.
Would it ever stop.
She needed strength to fight it.
But her strength was dying out.
She needed her savior,
She needed love again to save her.

The beauty of a woman
is in the poems she's wrote,
the dreams she's weaved
and all the stories she's told.

The beauty of a woman
is in the adventures she's taken,
the lives she's touched
and all the minds she's awakened.

The beauty of a woman
is in the caring she gives,
the sincerity in her laughter,
and the passion in her griefs.

It's not the expensive clothes she owns,
her body size, the diamonds she's worn.
Measure not the beauty of woman in gold,
for the beauty of a woman is reflected in her soul.