How do I feel at this present time.

Anxious and nervous with no sense or rhyme.

What is there to worry

Just go get a curry

I put on shoes and walk past the loo

I think what to get with my vindaloo.

As I pace the floor I reach for the door.

My neighbour waves as I leave from the house.

I nervously walk on like a timid scared mouse.

There’s not a word spoken yet I feel I am broken.

Where what when or how as I mop at my brow

Still anxious and nervous

I lose all my purpose.

I flee back at pace to reach my safe place.

Chaos and worry and no chance of a curry

And what do I find…

No peace in my mind.

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