Anxiety

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Choke on nothing

And gasp for air

But imaginary hands

Won't let me breathe


It's too hot

And now I'm sweating

But the temperature

Hasn't move a degree


My vision is blurred

From all of the tears

I can't see where I'm going

But what do I care?


Now the paranoia sets in

I'm never alone

What are they thinking?

What will they do?


I feel fidgety so

I must start pacing

Tap my fingers

And pull my hair


My heart is racing

It's beating so fast

To think something so small

Could cause all of this


What should I do

I need this to stop

What comes to mind first

Will surely make it end

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