Fainting Goat

I’m afraid.

What if one day I am unable to get motivation,

That I am no longer capable of feeling happy?

I'm afraid

That every thought will come to life and haunt me over and over.

I listen to music 

On the bus 

With my teal earbuds. 

The songs 

Do not drown out the noise 

I walk into my sister's room

And look in her full-length mirror

I don't have one in my room anymore

And I pick out each nuance, each perfect detail

And there I stood 

As I watched the last leaf fall 

As I watched him walk away 

Not one glance backwards did he take 

He walked as if he had no worries in the world