It's the feeling of being alone
in a room full of people.
The suffocating, drowning feeling
of the walls closing in.
The claustrophobia outside
with fields of open space.
Being trapped in your mind
with no place to escape.
Not being able to breath
when air is all that surrounds you.
Choking on your own words
to keep your secrets inside.
Wanting someone to reach out
but hiding it all so they don't worry.
A stranger to yourself, when everyone
claims to know who you are.
My anxiety is eating me on the inside
but outside you would never know.
They'll be surprised
when I end up losing it.
When the pain, the emotions, feelings
I can no longer control.
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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...
