Fountain

These days, anxiety pools around feet

And I drown, which means

I wake up randomly gasping

Pulling at the air, searching for a ladder

Flailing in early morning

As if I am trying to fly

I want to fly away or pull the moon down

So I can build sandcastles on its surface

Then move in, taking residency up in the stars

Fear comes in waves, ebbing and flowing

Over my nerves, breaking down sandcastles

Anxiety, a fountain, always overflowing

Seeping into the corners of my eyes

And I cry for a raft in this tumultuous sea