There's a knock on the door
I said don't come in
Anxiety lives beneath my skin
It sits on the couch
which is my heart
tearing my whole world apart
It never cares to wipe its feet
trailing my chest
with bright red streaks
Get out of my house
this isn't fun
oh my God my arm is numb
Pick up your shit I want you out
I can't even scream
I can't even shout
Close the door
behind you tight
I hate this fucking fight or flight
What did you steal what did you rob
I'm so confused
I'm in such a fog
It's all coming back now
I see it clear
Just exactly what I fear
...You've left the door cracked...
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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...
