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Fear found in many places,yet not found

I am scared of something, but not sure what

My mind is racing not hearing a sound

The door left open...I fight to make it shut

Writing down thoughts not getting anywhere

It is closing in on me fears and all

I need to leave,,,escape far away somewhere

I need a phone so I can make a call

No destination just driving around

Music blasting loud: deaf to everything

Singing along with the musical sound

My mind is free, not thinking of a thing

It is okay now all fear has been lost

Stable...

Able...

Worry free at no cost finaly