A Poem by Faith Anderson

This poem is about how sometimes anxiety, fear, doubt, or uncertainty can be so debilitating, that it becomes terrifying to even think about what step to take and where to take that step.

the bones and bodies of trees surround me
their brittle branches crackling from the frostbite
the cacophony of rushing water
rapidly running to
a stream
so silent and so serene 
it may as well be 
frozen in time

is it peaceful or passive?

i look ahead and see hundreds of footprints
people have trotted here
here on the snow
i wonder
should i step in their footprints?
or create my own?

the terror paralyzes me

do i stop on the scraps of snow?
reminding me of cutting out paper snowflakes

or do i step on the footprints where i can see what lies beneath?

i can see clearly if there is ice or not
but with the snow...
i don't know

i could slip and crack my back 
or i could conquer and crush the slush, ice 
and snow underneath my feet

why does it matter?
do i have to decide?
should i just not pay attention to where i walk?

does how i get to my destination matter?

i look for answers all around me 

but there doesn't seem to be a living thing 

in sight

© 2021 Faith Anderson

Author's Note

Faith Anderson
This poem is told outside of myself. As in, it isn't really about me, only some of it is relatable for me, but this is not me speaking.

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Added on February 1, 2021
Last Updated on February 1, 2021
Tags: mental health, honest, anxiety, fear


Faith Anderson
Faith Anderson

Millikin University ‘23| BA Theatre major more..

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A Poem by Faith Anderson