My breathe starts to get faster.
My body starts to shake.
Tears fall down my worried face.
My heart is beating like a drum.
My head is pounding to its beat.
I try to speak but nothing comes out.
Barely a whisper.
A raspy voice begging for help.
I don't know what to do.
I have forgotten.
They tell me to breathe.
Do I even know how anymore?
They tell me to calm down.
I don't know how.
"It's going to be okay"
I don't believe you.
The anxiety is pulsing through my body.
It acts as blood.
Pushing itself through my veins and into my heart.
I want to stay still and hold my knees close to my chest.
But I have to keep going.
I have to breathe.
I have to calm.
I have to be okay.
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Depression, Anxiety, and Everything Else
Poetry"Yeah. She's smiling. But don't let that fool you. Look into her eyes. She's breaking inside" ~Unknown
