Anxiety
Anxiety.
Don't touch me there.
Don't stare at me.
Don't approach too fast.
Don't do it.
Anxiety.
I can't cross streets alone.
I can't stop worrying about you.
I can't stop crying.
I can't stop.
Anxiety.
Am I good enough?
Am I smart enough?
Am I thin enough?
Am I enough?
Anxiety.
I can't handle it anymore.
Late night, up early.
Racing pulse, watery eyes.
Stop telling me lies.
Anxiety.
You say I'm overreacting.
You say I just want attention.
You say I wasn't like this when I was younger.
You say I'm faking it.
Triggered.
Panic attack.
Breath, I lack.
Weak knees.
And still you tease.
Anxiety.
To my room,
To my drawer,
Toy knife,
Lock the door.
Triggered.
Stop.
You're hurting me.
Stop.
It's too much for me.
Anxiety.
I'm running out of ink
Writing what I feel.
Mind blurred, need a drink.
And still, I never heal.
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