worry does not glorify

panic bounces off walls,
ceilings of my mind
its wild arcs speed
and shorten as logic
folds in like the
Star Wars' garbage machine
i can't stand to
be alone and yet
i feel as if
i must be alone

i hear Avril Lavigne
on my iPod now
angry music partly plugs
my need for outlet
she'll talk for me
i am small and
the world is big
but I'm not afraid
of anything - strike that
I'm afraid of everything

I send a text
to a heart-friend
I don't have to
filter my words when
i talk to her
but sometimes i can't
filter my own thoughts
to a plausible order
so i breathe again
just loosening the panic

running over the surface
becoming who i am
i know this tension
will run its course
and i'll be okay
worry does not glorify
the God In Control
Abba Father, once again
you are everything
i hoped you'd be

R<3

Listening to Bebo Norman - I Hope You See Jesus