For it All

I’m done with this

Thinking about everything I’ve missed

How I let it hold me back

Just another anxiety attack

Up on this wall I see this plaque

It reads

“Unaccomplished goals”

Doing things trying to fill these voided holes

31 and my life has just begun

Sometimes I really wish I owned a gun

If I did I might take my life

Leaving everything behind I’ve been living in strife

Sometimes I wonder if it’s worth the fight

Struggling to find any source of light

I find passion again when I’m able to write

Damn you anxiety for holding me back

Damn you for pushing me against the wall

For when I feel alone and don’t have the courage to call

Damn you

Damn you

Damn you for it all