I stare at the crowd
rapid breath intakes
sweaty palms
I can't do this
I look back at her
telling her I can't do it
don't overreact
she says
my heartbeat is deafening
faster
faster
as if it wants to escape
I can do this
I think
but i know I can't
I'll fail
fail
f a i l
I feel nauseous
why am i so stupid
all I have to do is go there
just walk
damn it
why am i afraid?
I can do this,
I convince myself again
but my heart and sweaty palms
told me otherwise
I look back to her again
with my pleading eyes
on the verge of crying
it's so simple
how can you fail,
everyone else can do it
she says
simple for her,
but I am not her
nor everyone else
why are you forcing me?
i bite my lip,
so hard that it's bleeding
I stammer
but- I - can't-do- it
why can't you understand?
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Anxiety
PoetryAnxiety is not a joke. This is based on Anxiety, some poems and what not. So, enjoy. Some of these aren't mine, the owners get the credit. (Most came off this website; http://hellopoetry.com with the Anxiety hash-tag) I am using other people's poem...