Shaking
Intense shaking because of all of you
You're ten yards away yet I feel surrounded
I want to leave but I can't
I'm frozen in place
I will let my anxiety keep me glued to the ground
I'm sitting here, letting it devour me whole
Not even bothering to put up a fight because everything I try only ends in failure and drags me further away from where I want to be
The fear is just growing
Bubbling inside of me until I reach my limit and burst
I can feel the panic now
Shaking, there's so much more shaking and tears, I'm right on the verge of cryingMy sanity is dropping faster than a thunderstorm coming down from my own eyes
Who am I now?
I am just a stranger, no more than a background character in a film about me with my name as the title, or
Who I used to be
Not knowing who you are is tough but losing yourself in a room full of nothing but florescence is one of the most painful things
I thought I was colorful and easy to spot
I may still be
But I'm blind
The panic and fear has stopped me from seeing anything and I guess I'm invisible now because no one seems to pay any attention to me
a secondary character
I am a ticking time bomb about to blow
But no one will hear the explosion⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆
I was kinda inspired by Levi the Poet's Anxiety when I wrote this
I wrote it during school and truly just expressed how I was feeling at the time in this poem
YOU ARE READING
-eunoia.
PoetryEunoia: (n.) beautiful thinking; a well mind Just a typical amateur poet. Here's some of my soul captured with words. *all images from google*