The Darkness of Life

Anxiety

It clings to me
    Like I'll die any second,
But with everything I do
    It somehow makes me regret it.
They all tell me
    "Don't think about it, it'll pass",
But no matter what they say
    Never does it pass.
So I close my eyes and try to think
    Of ways I can get rid of it,
I take deep breaths and try my best
    To be able to just suppress it.
But the fear that I have, inside it resides
    With the panic ready for the kill,
Exhaustion then sets in with the feeling of being lost
    While darkness and numbness make my world still.
So don't get me wrong
    I still have happy days even in the dark
But I wish some days there was someone who knew
    How much of my happiness is being consumed