My Anxiety
We aren’t friends but I live with it

Shake, shiver, quake
This is how anxiety takes and makes you feel useless, out of place
I need to move more quickly and get everything done
Go to stand up but the wind gets knocked out of my lungs
My mind flies to the darkest places it can find and then it hides
Why can I never seem to breathe or get full breaths of clean fresh air
My cage, anxiety, is invisible but so hard to bare it feels impossible to transcend
I wish I could show others who don’t comprehend that even though, yes this place is so to say make believe, it’s oh so real for me
Starting to climb the ladder towards self demise, I want to pull out my hair and scream all while I cry, but I just stop and stare at the bareness of my walls it feels surreal and serene
Now it’s all of the sudden I can’t breathe feels like I’m drowning in my own misery
I feel glee, like it was just that easy, all by spending some time with friends laughing truly and forgetting what prison I've barred myself with
Where have I been all this time? Have I really been that stuck in the depths of my crowded dark mind that enjoying anything seems like an outright lie
The flooding and flowing emotions I feel on a daily basis are slow moving but then become volcanic eruptions burning my eyes and constricting my throat
I try to run away and hide, why? I know it’s not real, the self made doom I let loom inside of me
All of these things are known all too well by anyone who’s been living in a self made hell
Thank your lucky stars if anxiety doesn’t harm how you function or how you live your life, it’s not anything I’d ever wish upon anyone.
About the Creator
UnusuallyDarkLush
A dark soul scouring the Earth longing to find others the same. The ones who care geniunally and would almost so to say break their legs just to make amends or make happy to others who would never do the same. 🖤🖤



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