Anxiety is having something right in front of you and its within your own reach...
Except you can't see it.
You can't control it...
Your desperately trying to reach out, grab it and destroy it so you can have a normal life.
But something is holding you back from grabbing it.
Like someone slapping your hand away from taking cookies out of the cookie jar...
Like there's a rope tied to you and you can only go so far.
Every time you think your doing great and that its gone anxiety will be the one to knock you down and scream 'HA CANT GET RID IF ME THAT EASY'
And suddenly your on your face with scraped arms, legs... Brain and heart.
Anxiety is the bully that keeps coming back unless you fight it.
But bullies don't like to be fought against do they? No.
So they'll keep knocking you down harder and harder and it won't stop until they finally break you...
Because anxiety will never go away not even if you have pills because guess what? Pills will eventually ware off or it'll mess you up even more then before.
It keeps you in one place.
And your frozen never to be freed. Forever stuck.
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Thoughts And Excerpts. || #Wattys2018
Poetry||Started: 1st April 2018.|| ||Ended: 15th November 2018|| some things I think about :) Along with some quotes that I add deeper meaning too. Some things that I talk about in this book are to no one. Some are dreams. Some are nightmares. Also some t...
