Jun 3
Zero Anxiety
What do you do, if someone miles away has a panic attack?
When the world becomes too loud to bear, And the breath feels shallow in your chest, Leaving no momentum, and no rest, Just a sudden tightness in the air.
Know that I’m on the other end of the line, You don’t have to fight the storm alone; Keep your hand against the steady phone, Let my voice become a quiet and hopeful sign.
Yes, ride it out, you do not have to hide. Count the numbers, watch the seconds pass Through the static and the fragile glass, Till the heavy, crashing waves subside.
Know that I’m staying steady in my seat, Until the ground beneath you feels secure. This is a connection built to endure: A constant rhythm you can always meet.
