I am slipping and falling trying to get control.
Fighting my hardest, trying not to let go.
Got to break free and escape this prison I am in.
Break free of the thoughts and feelings within.
The jail cell I created right here in my head.
Alone with my thoughts is what I dread.
I am slipping and falling trying to get control.
Heart beating fast , can't catch my breath and in a panic though.
Slipping and falling ,I am losing control.
Take a deep breath and close my eyes, to a quiet place I go.
Get my thoughts together and get it all under control.
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Author:
sleepyeyes (
Offline) - Published: August 13th, 2022 22:00
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Comments1
Oh how anxiety bullies our soul. Well worded and expressed. If this is an actual experience, my thoughts and prayers are with you.
Thanks
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