Anxiety, I need to be honest saying that I am afraid of this word.All of those 7 letters keep me down, they keep me hidden in my room afraid of others, afraid of what they think,afraid of what they say. Nothing is fine, nothing is ok their voices resonating throughout my head as I yell for it to stop but then again, no I don't.I have no voice at all or even if I do it won't come out it's also afraid it hides behind my throat and sits there waiting, but waiting for what? I'd just like it to go away I tell others "I'm fine" while I'm breaking inside. It happens everyday and anytime it has no schedule, and if it did I'd be scared of it coming late or having an accident but then again that's my anxiety making me think about all those things it makes me panic it's made itself a part of me.
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Suicidal Confessions
PoesíaI just wrote these as a way to let out some tension sorry if they don't make sense I'm not very good at writting and this is just how I interpret these things so it might not be what others are experiencing.
