Silver cars

Every time I see a silver car I become alert

And I immediately check the make and model

I do this not because I hope it is you,

But because I’m praying it’s not.

If anxiety could speak

It wouldn’t be a scream

But a whine

One that stalls and flows

Comes and goes

At the most inopportune times

I think that’s the sum of worry

And the distinction from attention seeking

Anxiety makes u search for the bad,

In order to find peace in the good.