Explaining Anxiety

Anxiety, to me at least

 

Is kind of like a kind of beast

 

It's always there and sometimes small

 

But other times it's 10 feet tall

 

It follows around telling me I'm wrong

 

Believe me when I say it's strong

 

I think it thinks it's trying to help

 

But it does nothing good for my mental health

 

Anxiety is a monster I can't escape

 

I try to talk and it leaves my mouth agape

 

The words unable to flow clearly

 

And then I'm stuttering severely

 

The words tumble out of my mouth

 

But they aren't quite right and it's all going south

 

I feel the pressure building up

 

Anxiety devours my embarrassment by the cup

 

And suddenly I just can't breathe

 

It feels like somethings choking me

 

I feel my heart with every beat

 

And in my head it just repeats

 

"You're so stupid, look at what you've done"

 

Suddenly I wish I had a gun

 

Just get the thoughts out of my head

 

My hands go numb, my face is red

 

Will I ever be okay again?

 

If I will please tell me when

 

When did everything start to shake

 

I'm making too many mistakes

 

I feel my walls caving in

 

Now everything starts to spin

 

And suddenly it all goes black

 

Just another anxiety attack