with hands shaking, i try to steady my breathing.
i feel the blood in my veins running hot with anxiety.
my heart thumps in my chest as i try to calm down.
but to no avail, my fears had gotten the best of me again. for months now I've found i cannot focus like i once could. my thoughts are a tangled up ball of yarn.
for months i thought i had everything under control. no, for years, I've had this sense of false hope.
that i would get better, i could fix myself.
i could keep this war inside my head a secret.
but I've run out of ammunition.
theres nothing left to do now except surrender
Kaiimkenn

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Poems and Heartache
Poetry{Po•em} [noun] Something that arouses strong emotion because of its beauty