A letter to my anxiety...

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Dear anxiety- could you please refrain
From constantly taking over my brain,
And telling me that everything will go wrong,
Making me question myself all day long.

And keeping me awake all through the night,
Making me feel sick to my stomach with fright.
My thoughts spiral with your interjection,
Yet you tell me it's for my own protection.

You're always there despite my protests,
You don't go away and you wont let me rest.
Dread has become my resting state,
For you just never seem to dissipate.

Shaking. Crying. Feeling like I'm dying,
Can't stop gasping for air even though I'm trying-
This is what you do to me.
You make me ill mentally,
You make me ill physically.

You make me ill in every way,
You do this to me. Every. Day.

But despite your incessant trying,
I've never actually been dying.
See you convince me of things that just simply aren't true,
So I really need to stop listening to you

And one day... I think I might be able to.

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