Anxiety, my story.

February 23, 2023

I don't know why i'm like this

I never knew the cause.

I'm so cold and shaky

But now, at only 13, anxiety has swallowed me in its big jaws.

I can't be in public without fear

I cry over something so little, like ordering for myself.

I'm so stupid

But now the normal person I used to know sits on my shelf.

I'm so fidgety When I make eye contact with someone

I shake vigorously

It makes me so insecure

Makes my thoughts enlarge considerably

The loud noises

Even just someone talking

Make me so horrified

I didn’t know I was sobbing

The monsters

That may not be under my bed

Even if they are not there

They still get to my head

Although this might just be me

Fire makes me stop

Stop in my tracks unable to breathe

Unable to escape this insignificant yet so large feeling.

I try to inhale

It wont work

But the sounds of the sweet birds, calm me down.

The sweet tweeting

Talking to their friends

I slowly relax

My fear starts to mend

They mend my pain

Mend my heart

My friend is also here

And we will never be apart.

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