My mouth is dry.
My face is hot.
My head is heavy.
My arms are weak.
My heart becomes painful.
Pain with every beat.
I sit and stare at the blank wall.
Hoping it will go away.
The voice inside my head screams,
"You're not okay, You're not okay!"
Minutes become hours.
Hours become days.
The time I am sat here.
Wondering how I came to feel this way.
In the end,
You're in control anyway.
YOU ARE READING
In my head
PoetryPoems about anxiety and mental health, most likely to be how I'm feeling and I just want to vent but yeah, I hope you like them 🥖
