Alone

Anxiety poem

In a room filled with shadows, walls close in,

As my chest tightens, breaths become thin.

The weight of clutter, a burden to bear,

Compulsive investments, empty despair.

The pit in my stomach, amidst the crowd,

Feeling alone, lost in a shroud.

Will I ever be enough, in any space?

A question that lingers, a constant chase.

But listen, dear soul, let me remind,

Your worth is not measured, room confined.

You're enough as you are, in every way,

In any room, let your light display.

Embrace the journey, let clutter unwind,

Find solace within, peace you will find.

For the walls may close, but you'll break free,

A room filled with love, where you'll truly be.