Anxiety// A glimpse in my eyes

Im Tired// only part

Im a prisoner in my own mind. Im tired. Im tired of my mind telling me im shit, waste of space, fucking up my life. Im sitting here sorry for my self and the people who have to deal with me. The feelings have been worse. This disorder is eating me alive. Burying myself in blankets, baggy clothes, and prescription drugs, just to make myself believe my life is a bit less shit than i know it is. Each day less opportunities are available for me. Its safe for me to say, im losing this fight. Anxiety is my dailey reminder im losing time.

These are the thoughts in my mind that burden me, keep me up at night. Telling me no matter how hard i fight, im not fine.

Im tired. Im tired of pretending im living a lie. Im losing space and purpose for myself. With school
Family, no friends, and my final exam coming up, im dying. My personality is fading. And i cant stop it.
I haven't been capable for a while.

Im tired. Im tired of being so fucking sad all the time. Walking around with a heavy heart.
I've put on a strong game face of it all being calm, all set up, but up here, in my mind, it is so FUCKING loud. Im sick to death of using all my energy to just being okay.
I may seem strong and determined to keep it all in. But ask me the right questions, and it'll come pouring out.
The dark thoughts, anxiety, self doubts, how sometimes i just need to sit in a room by my self to keep the thoughts in my head------- down. I feel everything at once, its killing me im losing my mind.

Im tired. Im tired of no one telling me how to escape... Tell me how to fucking escape. Cos you see the worse demons are on the inside. You cant take them away without me.
Im buried alive. Its a constant battle between my life and my mind and its time for me to admit, im losing this fight. I want it to stop.

Im tired. Im tired of admitting that is never stops. It doesn't stop. It never FUCKING stops. It eats you up, consumes you, controls you.

Im tired, im tired of being tired.