What I would give to breathe through fresh lungs

Down to the depths of which I cannot reach

To have steady hands and an average heartbeat

Eating without fear of losing it to a trash can

To go out rather than having to stay home 

Lest I be injured in the process

To not think a headache was a tumor

And leave WebMD in the shadows

To cleanse my mind of intrusion

The thoughts that ramble and create madness

To sleep soundly at night

Rid of the dreams, I believe are real

To not regard the whispers

Surely they are not about me, but panic consumes

To turn off the little voice telling me I am unworthy

And escape to become the person I want to be

Perhaps I will

For these days I start to understand

What I would give to put fear behind

The answer lies within

To understand self worth

And believe in something bigger 

For now, I know 

That the fear does not define me