Poetry strung together

How many times have you wondered how to get past this wall, this chaos, this mass of negativity, this social pressure? Time and again, you questioned what lay behind it, fueling your growing anxiety. The fear of being trapped took hold. Then, one day, you decided to rest your legs; you sat down amidst the yarn and began to knit. At first, you enjoyed it, the knitting untangling your threads, absorbing them. Now, you like to think you'll never run out of yarn.