Some daunting nightmare
Lay in the pit
Of my stomach,
Leaving sickening burns
Across my intestines
As it fights its way through.
It dare not stop,
Refusing to let any hope
Or life
Interrupt its path
To drill a hole
Right though my abdomen,
Exposing what might literally
Hold the label of
The "gut wrenching ugly".
It gnaws away at my insides
And makes my head spin
Round and round
In intoxicating circles.
This...
This is what anxiety feels like
Or shall I say
This is what anxiety
Plagues me with.
For I shall never define
Any emotion that sits
Underneath your own skin
Or anyone else's,
But I describe the one
That sits inside mine.
A giant weight lay
Entrenched in my stomach,
Forcing me to sink
Six feet under,
Numbing my senses as if
It were novocaine,
Accelerating the pace
Of my heavy breathing,
Invoking a deep desire
To curl in on myself
And never again
Speak,
Think,
Or dare I say,
Exist.
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A/N: ah ok. This is just how I would describe my own anxiety. No one else's. Anxiety is different for everyone. Also thank you for 1.4k reads. :) It truly means a lot seeing as how I really love writing and poetry.
