Eyes closed as I lay,
I wish you were here to stay
yet fear envelopes my aching chest
and I worry that I'll never
rest beside you.
So I lie awake and count the breaths I take,
each one feeling wasted as
the only piece of you that lingers
is your
absence.

Happy girl
Sad girl
Pretty girl
Ugly girl
Smart girl
Dumb girl
Nice girl
Mean girl
Sweet girl
Broken girl
Laughing girl
Crying girl
Smiling girl
Damaged girl
Happy girl
Dead girl

and as I beg for you to remember me
I realize that to you
I'm already nothing
but a distant memory

Anxiety is like a volcano
Once your emotions build up too high
It all explodes
And its just like a volcano
Because its so hard to make it stop

Body shaking
Heart racing
Mind scattered
Feeling dizzy
Need help
Can't talk
Go away
Can't walk
Pass out
Why not cry a little too

Hello my name is anxiety

I wish I could write again.
Like I used to when I was sad.
I'd write and it was beautiful and creative
Because the most sad things are the also the most creative.
But things have changed.
And I can no longer write.
Because I no longer feel sad.
I just feel nothing.