Hovering
somewhere
between up
and down,
uneven ground
upsetting my
equilibrium.
One moment
I’m giddy,
filled with
exuberance,
capable of
great feats;
significant.
The next turn,
my anxiety takes
over, holding
me back, bringing
me down, struggling
to stay relevant
on life’s stage.
Peace is found
where I hover
one foot in
ecstacy the other
in agony, teetering
on the brink and
trying to stay me.
Peace, people.
Praying for Eyebrowz 