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i'm standing on an open field. i know where i want to go, but i just don't know the way. i'm anxious that i don't end up where i want to. in fact so much so, that i don't move at all. i just stay here. i see people passing by, but no one wants to walk with me. i'm alone, and the thought of staying alone is frightening me even more. is this all that i am, a husk filled with anxiety, slowly being rooted to the ground?
i'm lost at sea, surrounded by water, but i can't drink any of it.
i'm surrounded by roses, but tangled up in thorny vines.
i'm stranded in outer space and running out of oxygen.
where do i go, anon?
