Masking Out Anxiety
It’s not good to stay in bed but I feel safer there
Masking Out Anxiety
Inside, I am not me
Anxiety, please set me free
From from the rules,
I white to survive.
All I want is to get better,
But now I just take a dive.
I mimic laughs,
rehearse replies
Behind these lips, a silence lies
My thoughts run wild,
no map, no change
A masquerade of hurt and strain
Each day a role I try to play
But none of my rules will ever stay
I try to smile,
keep clean and neat
But slip on the storm beneath my feet
I fear the world beyond my door
I’m safest here,
where I was before, in bed.
Outside, I feel a rising ill
No strength, no calm,
just no will to try,
Oh my silent cry.
These anxious thoughts won’t let me be.
I beg my mind—just set me free
A magic pill, with no strings,
no side effects.
No trembling hands,
I feel so complexed
Please, universe, just hear me speak
I’m not pretending to be weak.
I need a way to stop
the downward slide
This sinking feeling deep inside
Now I am going back to my bed
Too much to cope with inside my head
Maybe one day there will be a cure
And anxiety will be no more.🙏
About the Creator
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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Comments (3)
Of course, bed is like heaven!!!
Well Written
I feel this deeply some days. Well done