Yeah I'm happy
For the most part
I've found better friends
Picked up some good habits
Everything is in line
But my old friend anxiety found my headspace again
After all the necessary paperwork to keep her away
And she is now banging on my conscience
She is angry at my audacity to move on
To attempt a life with out her
She scoffs at my relationship with him
She wonders if he knows he is dating us both
She wants to know if I'm really over all the pain the others caused
I am fighting for the right to my own loneliness
She has overstayed her welcome
Mean is a sad description of the things she says
I can not tell when it is me or or her sometimes
And I am terrified of the control she has
How can you run from a killer who you can not see
But you see all the destruction they cause
I can't run from myself
I can't escape her
She is patient
She is not trained to fight but I always feel like the rookie in the ring
Please let me live
Just a bit longer
That's all I ask
Thats all I want
I won't ignore you anymore
In fact I'll embrace you and introduce you to my loved ones
Show them how crazy I am
I'm sure they will stick around
Anxiety, you
You have the loyalty of a friend
But the undying need of my detriment like an enemy
I love you because I can't afford to hate any part of myself
YOU ARE READING
Cursed To Live
PoetryThis is a book of poetry explaining the hardships I've faced with depression, anxiety and youth.
