Breathe...

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These are some words I could use to describe my anxiety,
but nothing I can say could speak of its entirety,
as I cry internally thinking I have lost my sanity.

It is hard when you are always lying,
Always hiding the way you feel.
Losing your sight on truthful words,
Forgetting what is real.

It is hard when you forget to laugh
And you are scared that someone might see.
Hoping no one saw your face,
As you struggle to remember how to breathe.

It is hard to pretend you are happy,
And you are terrified someone might ask.
It is becoming harder every day;
It is becoming quite a task.

You feel when your body shakes,
As it searches for something to hold.
Though the temperature feels hot,
Your heart and mind feel cold.

Family and friends telling me to calm down and stop being crazy.
Tell me how can I calm down when the world around me is spinning out of control and I can barely see?

Your throat feels like it is closing,
And your legs feel like they are weak.
You try your hardest to grasp a breath,
But there is not even enough to speak.

Breathe. You will get through this.

You will get through the sleepless nights,
all the internal fights,
and the days that seem right
when the world hits you with all its might.

You think I am overreacting about the silliest little things,
but to me those silly little things seem like the doom the world could bring.

Breathe. You will get through this.


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