Every time I touch something
I see my markings
Staining the surface
Leaving my mark
I know
I'm breaking apart
Out of my left arm
Out of my right fingers
I'm slowly faltering
Suffering with every touch
You can see my movements
I leave my mark
On everything
Everybody
On you
And I don't want to
I'm scared
I feel so useless
Frozen
Stuck
Without you
Without someone guiding me
My mind is chaos
And the shadow
Grips my throat
And controls my mind
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Messages from Anxiety
PoetryDaily/Regular Poetry about feelings, anxiety, and depression. If you are easily triggered, take caution. Some of the things I write about are raw. If you need help, please seek therapy. Writing is a form of expression. None of the ideas I speak are...
