Anxiety

Anxiety

Voiceless

When I used to speak loud

Loudly getting my

Point across

Because I'm afraid

To calm down

And be hurt again

My subtle words

Mean nothing

It seems

So I yell and scream

Only to feel even more empty

Why can't they just understand???

Unfortunately

Most are reluctant

To lend a helping hand

When dealing with

Anxiety

Depression

So I remain

Stuck

Stuck living in the

"use-ta"

I use-ta be peaceful

I use-ta

Use-ta be

Be Free

Or did I really???

I just figured

If I was really walking

In the bounds of

Liberty

Then back then

I wouldn't have lost

My sense of me.

Maybe there's something

More to this anxiety

Maybe through

My internal agony

Which breeds

External pain

I'll gain control

Of my soul

Maybe

Who knows...