Anxiety is equal to leaving a TV on in your brain while on the infomercial channel
Anxiety is equal to a crowded room with no way out, with no window, with no light
Anxiety is equal to a stormy sea
Anxiety is equal to a noose around your neck being tighten cruelly by fear
Anxiety is equal to insanity, when you're insane but are having a good day
Anxiety is equal to living only half your life
It is a walking, waking, state of dying that never truly ends
YOU ARE READING
Poems and Reflections
PoetryInsomniac. I need a place to write things out, I guess.
