The monster called anxiety

brothervilheim

The monster just won't let me be

I shuffle through each day worriedly 

Struggle to breathe cause someone said hello to me

Man I hate this anxiety

It claws it's way through from thoughts subconsciously until it takes over my entirety 

Oh the irony that this mentality just generates yet more calamity 

I hate my anxiety but the monster is swarming me

The beast in me that makes me speak angrily 

This idiosyncracy of my individuality that keeps me living behind a metaphorical palisade I think will grant me safety. 

Thoughts lonely

Eternally my own worst enemy

Controlled by the monster inside me 

  • Author: brothervilheim (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 11th, 2019 08:43
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • dusk arising

    The angst of this really comes through alarmingly.

    When there is no harm to those around me or myself, the cold winds and rain are kept from my body and there is food to eat, my anxiety is pacified.

  • Chagrined

    My old friend anxiety...I know thee well, and you articulate the subject very well, here. Nice piece!

  • Christina8

    there are so many of us that struggle with anxiety and or panic attacks....you have expressed yourself well! Thanks for sharing!



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