Low Anxiety

You've got to accept what's already gone,

Silence speaks louder when you've held on too long.

The wounds are echoes of what used to be,

But they won't heal if you never set them free.

Let the armor fall, break down your walls,

In the bare truth, that's where you stand tall.

Fear of losing keeps you stuck in place,

But change is the key to your saving grace.

I was your shadow, I was your sky,

Your reflection, your alibi,

I was the light in your storm,