(a.k.a. my anxiety)
And that’s what anxiety does
seeping in slowly,
imperceptibly at first.
Maybe it tickles your insecurities…
Then suddenly spirals downward into panic
lighting fire to everything in your path
because if you don’t, then it’ll just be
destroyed anyway, so what’s the point?
It sits on your chest and burns it’s way through
like acid eating away
and you can’t break free. You wrestle with it
and it pins you to the ground, all the while
Even when you can’t take it anymore
it persists in gnawling at your bones.
And when you think it’s finally through with you…
it comes back for round two.
The scortching burn firing through
your veins, searing each and every
nerve along the way,
shock collar of the damned.
And when it ceases, it merely
spits you out into a vast ocean of lost
no matter how not alone you are.
It clouds your vision and continues
to churn within your stomach.
And this, is what anxiety does.