The Shadow ( A poem about anxiety)

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It creeps around the corner,
It greets me as soon as I open my sleepy eyes.
It's always with me, watching and waiting to pounce like a predator on its prey.
I ask myself will today be the day?
Will it take everything away?
I feel it breathing down my neck, The cold grip grabs me and takes me down to my own personal hell.
Put on a convincing smile but deep down I'm not doing well.
The shadow detects my insecurity and rings its harrowing bells!
It's going to destroy me and drain the soul out of me. The shadow Is in a state of bliss as I cry out, it smothers me with an anxious kiss. This is the end, this is it. The shadow will be the death of me.
It will always be creeping and lingering around my throat. The shadow wrote me a suicide note. Do it! It screams with a maniacal grin. I shake my head and try to shake it off but it holds on tighter and whispers softly in my ear "you'll never win!"

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 10, 2022 ⏰

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