Having Anxiety

Anxiety is crippling,

Is explosive.

I attempt to hide

Under the guise of sleep.

Yet slipping into my disguise

I cannot hide-

I am sought out.

Anxiety cripples me,

I explode.

Comments

Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
 

 

If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741