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the only thing keeping me alive
in my empty body
are the memories of your hands
holding me
How long do I need to wait?

I've been here for a year
With my heart in my hand
And nothing more to offer.

How long do I wait?

Until you notice me.

How long still,
Would I have to believe
That you are going to be mine?

How long do you think it'll be
Till I give up?

And how long would it take
For you to begin to miss me?

How long?
Anxiety! Alas, you've taken everything from me
My friendships and everyone who used to call me
No fun, no cheerfulness, never being carefree

If only, if only I hadn't taken you by the hand
When you first struck, I shouldn't have feared
Now you've won many a battle but it's getting near
I'm going to eradicate you, never more in fear

People, my friends. You who read me
Do not do what I have done
Don't turn your back to the sun

Breath the fresh air, and live.
To anyone who's ever been constrained by anxiety or similar mental struggles. I want everyone to know that you shouldn't listen to your anxiety - when you will stop listening, you will be reborn.
 Jan 2015 Natalie Thompson
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i'm in love with words,
but afraid of voices.
silence is both beautiful
and terrifying,
because thoughts just
never seem to sleep.
no one seems
to really understand,
because although
these voices
never stop talking,
the words themselves
are often too
quiet to speak.

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