The Waltz of Nerves

Ever a whisper in our anxious ear
Shadows spin inside your mind
Choreographed by panic and fear,
Are the steps we sway with in time.
Cued to the music of uncertainty
Heavy breaths with every turn
Whirling with frantic urgency,
The Dance of Paranoia we soon shall learn.

To beat of your pulse
And the grace of your heart,
Sporadic rhythm make the weak convulse,
Pirouetting your Anxiety into a work of Art.
Like ghosts floating in the ballroom,
It creeps behind the eyes
Hovering with patient doom,
To Tango in shape of the night.

3/4 counts
With perfect poise,
The hysteria mounts
Through the static of the noise.
As you take your bow
You come out perfect in the end
Disquiet leaves you for now,
For you shall perform this routine again.