At night the echoes of my thoughts haunt me
Reminding me there is an end and it will come
Laying there I think about my little enemy named anxiety
My anxiety is my captor, holding me hostage until I can no longer breathe
Anxiety soon invites depression into my life long nightmare
My heart beats soon feel like a ticking clock
I am getting older , oh no, yes it's true, I am aging
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock
How long until the last tock ?
It's all I think about, tick tock, tick tock
Please stop, hush mind hush, no more!
Here it is, that feeling, my heart feels like it will explode....tick tock
I'm getting sweaty and I hear my husband say what's wrong!
Tick tock, tick tock, that's what's wrong
We are all ticking but never know when our batteries will run dry!
- Author: Erica (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 22nd, 2018 12:53
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
I think this is an excellent write as i personally can relate as a life long sufferer of anxiety...beautifully written! Thanks for sharing.
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