a poem about anxiety

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I've fallen,

Down,

Down,

Down.

Into this hole that' I've tried to crawl out of.

You look down towards me, but something distracts you and you look away.

I'm left alone down here.

I hear a hiss and the sound of something sliding across the floor.

A silhouette emerges from the darkness surrounding me.

It slithers closer, gliding into the light.

The small snake coils itself around my ankle and slowly climbs it's way up.

I stay silent, and watch as it acends my body.

When it reaches my heart, it bites.

The poison is injected into my blood, I feel my pulse quicken.

The snake continues, I try to stop it, but it wraps its slim body around my neck tightly.

I can't breathe.

Other creatures sneak up behind me, pouncing again and again until I'm on my knees.

A darkness rises from my back and engulfs me in black.

From the dark, a snake slithers out.

Not mine

By Galaxy_The_Kitty

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