Is it you?

Dear anxiety, I feel a pain in my chest. Is it you? It's like someone is stabbing me With a rugged knife. Or like someone is gripping my heart tightly With their sharp claws and isn't letting go. It's hard to breath. It is like someone is choking me With their strong arms. Or like someone tied a rope around my neck And they are pulling it with all their might. It is troubling me, Haunting me Like a nightmare That I cannot escape. I try to get away but it keeps getting a hold of me and won't let go. Is it you? The poison inside my mind is destroying me. There is nothing I can do. Helpless. Alone. Alone with myself. With my doubt. With my darkness. With my own self pity and I'm drowning. I'm in despair. I call for help but there is nothing they can do except hear my cries I am at your mercy. But I am weak. I fall with every step I take. I fall into the pit of darkness. No one can help me out. If only I knew the way. If only I was bright enough so I can be my own light. But sadly I'm as dark as the night and as dark as the demon in my mind. I can't seem to run or hide from the pain. Is it you? Did you come for me? Yours truly, Me