”Don’t give up!” I call
as my rationality raced to grab hold
of my head and heart
but I know this is merely wishful thinking
because I can never not see
my anxiety
creeping up on me
he starts slowly and quietly
until he’s all I can comprehend
the race is over
and my well known friend
happily claims his prize
without excepting compromise
“No!” I plead. “No, please don’t take me!”
“But I won” he replies. “You can’t shake me”
and I know he is right
so I give up the fight
and let him into my mind
until all I can hear
are his familiar lies.
About the Creator
Lizzy Turner
I’m here because writing brings me joy and helps me express my feelings. Pretty basic right? I know I know. But it’s still true. I hope that I help atleast one person realizes that they’re not alone.
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