~When the Walls are Closing In~

Walls are moving inward

the ceiling's moving, too

I'm too paralyzed to move ~

what am I going to do?

There's a knot in my stomach

I think it's called fear ~

I need to do something

but I can't move from here.

I sit out the day

and watch the TV

I know I should eat,

I won't cook just for me.

How in the world

did I get to this place

with my life such a muddle,

worry lines on my face?

It didn't take much

to throw me a curve

Losing my job and

my health made me swerve

quite easily down the

embankment of life

I'm down at the bottom,

where it's murky with strife.

Somebody reach down,

and lend me a hand,

pull me out of this hell

while I'm able to stand.

There's a knot in my stomach

I am feeling so scared;

There's a panic within me

I wish someone cared.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Well, I have been down there

right where you are

Here is my hand

reach up; I'm not far.....

One step will take you

out of the door

one smile will help

with a new job and more ~

As for a new love,

I'm working on that -

For hugs I rely

on my dogs and the cat.....

Here's my arm for awhile

til you steady your gait;

Everything will get better

That Fear will abate

So, push off the bottom,

reach up for the sky

You're not all alone,

and neither am I.

© Christina 3-7-07


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