Traffic Jam In My Head

Each morning they all sit in their cars

anxiety, fear, and stress,

They leave for their work places in a rush,

They got a big day at work.

Anxiety is slow driver

drives safely eyeing all the potholes of sadness,

gets stuck at the red light each morning,

thinks, overthinks, then reverses the car to head back home,

hardly ever reaches the office on time, has a cluttered desk at work.

Fear drives recklessly

gets caught so many times,

has never obeyed any traffic rule,

Is a pro at fleeing away in the moments of requirements, yet refuses to leave, when the signal turns green

Stress is always on time

takes the safest U-turns,

yet always jumps the red light,

jumps lanes a lot while driving,

overtakes almost every emotion on the road.

Each morning the take on the roads,

Each night there's a traffic in my head.