my old friend, anxiety
my old friend, anxiety
sometimes my heart beats too fast
bludgeoning against my rib cage
as if it wants to escape desperately
from this prison called my body.
and then I get drenched with sweat
while my arms and legs go numb
as if someone has chained me and
thrown me into a whirlpool of misery.
the voices start screaming in my head &
paranoia rushes forth like viscous blood
while my vision goes blurry and I start
seeing things which I know aren't real.
I draw breath upon empty breath and
yet my lungs don't seem to get any air
when I notice someone whispering into
my ear - "your old friend, anxiety says
'Hello!'"
