Words From A Broken Mind

~Anxeity~

Darkness surrounds me, I can't seem to see.
How can I be what you want me to be?
This darkness devil comes in,
and hits me with
pebbles.
I can't seem to find breath in my lungs.
Can this lead to death?
I think to myself "I'm dead."
but no I'm alive.
The next thing I know, I feel hot
tears streaming down my cheeks.
And I'm beaming with rage.
So I get out a notebook and
write on a page.
I write "Why is this happening? Am I okay?"
Then I calm down, and go back
to reality,
when I realize it was
anxiety...

~Rosa Lopez