My anxiety feels like gravity intensified its pull on me. It feels like I walk around with a shroud of lead over my shoulders.
I feel like I'm trudging through quick sand. My feet can't leave the ground quick enough so i sink.
My muscles ache and strain as if I'm fighting to move against time.
My movments feel staggered, while everyones motion remains constant.
I wish I could stay in the present, however my mind wont stop replaying moments from before the illness. Its trying to pinpoint where it all started, at what point did I get consumed.....
my anxuety is like the menacing Shadow only two steps behind me.
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Author:
Amherrera1190 (
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- Category: Sad
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