Hi its me
That crippling feeling
That creeps up on the
Tip of your fingers
& racing heart
That floods your mind
Tears you apart
Where did I come from
You just felt fine
Now palms are sweaty
& your forgetting time
Vision is blurry
Words don't flow out
You just considered
You're engulfed in doubt
I make you feel as if your dying
To believe anything else feels like lying
Is today the day
God comes calling you home
Or is it me anxiety
Starting to roam
I didn't need an invite
To mess up your day
Your lack of control
Allows me my way
This feeling will turn
Minutes to hours
The last thing you can expect
Is a bouquet of flowers
I will drain your energy
So get some rest
You'll never know when
Ill pop up next
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Author:
93tmarie (
Offline) - Published: October 12th, 2020 16:34
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Comments3
i know the feeling well,i have severe anxiety,its so hard to live now adays the mask is really hard to wear. best wishes melissa
'Vision is blurry
Words don't flow out
You just considered
You're engulfed in doubt'
I like the distinct but direct depiction you have painted, on what must be a layered and complex rollercoaster journey of emotional tidal waves,
good write
Well this certainly covers it...... thank goodness I don't have to stand up in front of a crowd and speak... the few times I did, "it" happened!
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