anx·i·e·ty

you took away two years of my life.

i was locked inside the confines of your walls

and weighed down by a sense of hopelessness.

i fought with every breath to be free of your chains.

it was a war against myself and i came out victorious

despite the fact that some battles never truly end.

somedays there’s still a tightness in my chest.

a following spark of panic that sends every red flag

it can until finally a white flag is surrendered.

it flourishes in the company of a pounding heart.

latches onto the surge of adrenaline that bundles up

my nerves like a ball of yarn with no knowledge of knitting.

the difference is that you’re no longer in control.

and no matter how many cameos you decide to

make, i will never allow you to imprison my life again.