Patience is a Gift that I do not Possess

Patience is a Gift that I do not Possess

Anxiety fleshes me out.

Wrapping it's uncertainty around me.

Trepidation binds me, holds me in place.

Sacrificing moments of pleasure.

Missing the small interactions that might change everything.

The wound won't heal.

The images in my head won't relent.

Holding me here in this dark place.

I await the light.

-Jaspar