I have Social Anxiety Disorder.
I'm sure of it.
I don't know how long it's been, maybe my whole life.
I feel like it's eating me from the inside.
I can't function properly. I am always think about it.
It's haunting me.
I feel like I'm losing myself.
I can't stop thinking about it.
My body, my brain can't function.
My soul left my body.
My body walks like a zombie.
My soul tries to gain control again but the doors have shut down.
I am trapped.
SAD has taken control of my body.
SAD is my new soul.
I am lost inside a maze.
SAD is haunting every inch of my body, heart, mind and soul.
SAD is my new name.
It has sculptured it's statue in my brain.
Fear invades me and my body.
My yells for help get stopped as they work their way through my mouth.
I am losing myself.
Someone please help me.
SAD has me forever trapped inside.
SAD is the new me.
YOU ARE READING
I am SAD
Poesía"Learning I had Social Anxiety Disorder was hard and terrifying. Knowing I have depression too is killing me." __________________ Random stuff I write when no one is looking... I'm 20 and I have social anxiety disorder and depression...
