Anxiety is killing me
I am sinking into a dark hole. I can’t stop, Help Me
Anxiety is killing me
It starts like a whisper,
a thread of thought too tight to unravel.
Breath catches, shallow and quick,
as if the air itself has turned against me.
The walls lean in,
not enough to crush.
just enough to remind me
they could.
My heart beats a rhythm
too fast, too loud,
a drum I didn’t ask for,
pounding against my ribs.
Every silence is a trap,
every sound a threat.
Even the clock
ticks like a countdown
to something I can’t name.
It clings like a shadow,
never seen, never gone,
lurking in the hollow spaces
where peace should be.
Sleep comes in fragments,
shattered glass in the dark,
each dream a tangled echo
of things I failed to outrun.
I want to scream,
but silence holds me tighter,
Strangling me, help me please
Take away this weight I’ll never lift.
It gnaws at the edges of me,
a quiet ruin spreading,
turning every steady thought
into a trembling thread.
The mirror shows a stranger,
wide-eyed, worn thin, not me?
It’s a face I no longer recognize,
I cannot look away from it.
Even the morning feels heavy,
each sunrise a cold reminder
that the night may end,
but the fear never does.
Anxiety is cruel it controls you
It make you want to give up
Even when you win, you want to give up
Curl up and cause no fuss or pain.
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Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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What a good description of anxiety in many ways. Good job and just breathe.
I felt this 😩😢😢😢 such a relatable feeling. Excellent poem.