White noise is my new silence
My anxiety a constant buzz
My chest is a hot fire, burning for peace
Can't stop shaking, but I'm not cold
Tears leak from my eyes and suddenly I can't breath
Until I can, and then I can't stop
Slow down
Breathe
Deep breath
Stop
My whole body pulsates as my lips quiver and I curse for not being able to calm down. I can feel my energy depleting, feel the last of it swirling down the drain until I can't walk or whisper a word
You ask me what's wrong, but I don't have it in me to explain
There isn't anything to explain
I don't have a reason
It comes like a hurricane, vast and strong
Although I saw the dark clouds in the sky, it'll never be enough to prepare me for the havoc the storm will leave me in when it's done
Sobbing
Shaking
Absolutely fucking exhausted
Left with the big gaping hole wrenched deep in my chest, that pleads for more medication to make it all go away
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Poetic Depression
PoetryAny given rant or poetic piece I write when feeling depressed or anxious. I share my story in attempts to raise awareness against mental illness as well as to encourage others that it is okay to struggle, and that you are not alone.
