Trapped
Anxiety takes over as
I dash around my house
Like a curious squirrel.
The men try to catch me and
I feel the fear of being
Trapped. I make it outside
And with a burst of
Adrenaline, I run.
Past trees and
over fallen logs.
Into the bush where I turn from
Squirrel to Jaguar.
Everything is passing by fast.
Too fast.
When my human brain
Catches up,
I overthink.
And cannot run so fast anymore.
My legs turn weak
And my anxiety grows.
I am trapped once more.
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