Anxiety May 25, 2016May 25, 2016Anger, Beneath, Concepts, Darkness, Distance, Emotions, Life, Sadness, Smoke, Time3 Comments I’m never alone my ally, my enemy you’re always with me – ever present that little voice of self doubt
How can I commit
To just one red libation
That calms me within?
Why commit to just
one when there are so many
there for you?
Wishing I could please,
please relax for just one damn
minute. Just a breath?