“Dragon”

No fairytale but my routine,

Worth a story or a few lines.

The darkness will rise again

Like a dragon lurking from its cave

The ear-splitting roar, dragon announces itself,

Wrecking the calm I gathered in the 10 mins of meditation.

Fire spitting out of its mouth,

Turning to ashes all that I built yesterday.

Claws ripping my heart out,

Bloody stains reddening my to-do list.

Stomping with its agonizingly massive claws

Crushing my will to keep standing.

And now I wonder what is worse?

Living with Anxiety imagining 1000s of ways it can all go wrong

Or witnessing one of those possibilities coming to life.

Taking the guise of a dragon

I will be expected to slay.

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