The Dog Named Anxiety

The tears stop,
but the pain doesn't fade away.
Anxiety forever follows me
like a dog without a home.
'I'm sorry little one,
I have no room for you,' I say.
But he keeps lagging behind.
Persistent with no cause.

As the night falls,
and darkness creeps in,
so does he.
Why can't I get away from him?

I lose focus.

I end up taking him home.

written 3/8/10 EF