Anxiety:
It's when your hands keep shaking
and "everyone hates me,"
I know it's not my fault,
but do the ones I talk to do?
Anxiety:
It's the ex-boyfriends who never understood
why you apologized so much
for things you had no business apologizing for,
and them not knowing that telling you to stop
and showing their annoyance
would only make it all worse.
Anxiety:
It's when the tiniest thing
can set you off
and make you believe that the people you love
couldn't care less about you,
even though there's piles and piles of memories
that can knock that thought
out of the deathly waters of your mind.
Anxiety:
It's when
absolutely,
positively,
nothing
feels right anymore.
(w.n.)