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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

By Luna NkunaPublished 3 years ago 2 min read

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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