Panic

Crushed lungs
No air to breathe
Overwhelm and panic
The world closing
Fear blanketed
Suffocating
How to afford
To live, to eat, to be
Every penny pinched
No tighter can it pull
Oh where, Oh where
To find another one
The skies are grey
Basket bare
Opening
Only when
Control relinquished
Acceptance of the path
Handed over to the Universe
To lead you where it may go
But still with hope intent
Believe what should be
Abundance meant
For me

Debbie Gravett © 2019.03.12

FOWC: Opening
Image by Khusen Rustamov from Pixabay

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