Dealing with anxiety
Its the chills i feel that kill
The sense of fear
The feeling of being ill
I cant sit still
I feel my body shaking out of control
My voice silenced my head is out of thus world
I am nervous
I am hurting
Weak
Whiny
Like a kid
Can you not see
Can you not feel the pace of my heart beat
A train coming at full speed
What is it that i need
I bleed
I bleed
No not blood
But i still need a bandages
To stop the rush of pain
That pour
And when it rains
All the broken bones become sour
The shaking of my head
Blurs my view
I don't see myself
Falling of the edge
Falling of the ledge
Stop looking at me because my heart cant stand the piercing of your eyes
If i look away its not that i don't like you
I just want to run from you and catch up to my heart
Because it races faster
I mean run faster
Run faster
The need to leave that's what anxiety is
Run for safety
You have shown your weakness
Your enemies are coming
Don't talk stop run
Don't stop run
Don't run
Run
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