An Ode to Anxiety: Conquering the Shadows Within
A poem relating to people with anxiety and how it feels to be one of those people, a POV of some suffering from anxiety

An Ode to Anxiety: Conquering the Shadows Within
In the depths of my mind, where shadows reside,
Anxiety awakens, a relentless tide.
Its tendrils reach out, like whispers in the night,
Ensnaring my thoughts, filling me with fright.
A dance begins, a tango of unease,
Anxiety's grip tightens, it aims to please.
Its whispers grow louder, echoing in my ears,
A chorus of worries, feeding my fears.
A symphony of panic, a cacophony of doubt,
Anxiety weaves its web, encircling about.
With trembling hands, I try to break free,
To find solace and peace, a moment of glee.
But anxiety persists, like a storm in my chest,
Leaving me breathless, longing for rest.
It paints a canvas of what-ifs and maybes,
Leaving me lost in a sea of uncertainties.
Yet, within the darkness, a flicker of light,
A beacon of hope, guiding me through the night.
I take a deep breath, steady my trembling soul,
Determined to regain control.
I face anxiety head-on, with resilience and might,
Ready to challenge its grip, ready to fight.
I seek understanding, knowledge as my shield,
Learning to navigate this battlefield.
I gather my strength, finding support in the embrace,
Of loved ones who stand by me, their love a saving grace.
With their warmth and kindness, anxiety begins to fade,
As I realize I'm not alone in this escapade.
I embrace self-care, nurturing my weary mind,
Meditation, exercise, a sanctuary I find.
In the gentle rhythm of my breath, I discover peace,
A respite from anxiety's grip, a moment's release.
I embrace acceptance, knowing anxiety's presence,
Doesn't define me entirely, it's but a fleeting essence.
I am more than my worries, my anxious thoughts,
I am resilient, strong, and capable of growth.
For anxiety, though powerful, can't hold me down,
I rise above its grip, wearing a resilient crown.
I reclaim my life, my dreams, and desires,
Embracing courage, igniting internal fires.
And so, I march forward, hand in hand with anxiety,
Knowing that within its depths, lies an opportunity.
To cultivate empathy, to grow and to learn,
To cherish each moment, for which I yearn.
For anxiety, though formidable, is not my demise,
It's a reminder to seek strength and to rise.
To find beauty in chaos, to forge a path anew,
And embrace the journey, anxiety and all, as I do.
So, let anxiety dance, let it sing its tune,
But know that within, resilience shall bloom.
With love as my armor, and hope as my guide,
I conquer the shadows, anxiety cannot hide.
For I am a warrior, unyielding and strong,
Ready to face the battles, where anxiety throngs.
With each step I take, anxiety loses its sway,
And I emerge, triumphant, into the light of a brand-new day.




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