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Anxiety was a daily reality for me for most of my life. The poem below describes what happened in me and how I tried to fight it. My anxiety has decreased dramatically after years of reclaiming my agency through therapy, boundary setting, exercise, accountability... Barriers I am my own entity I won’t let the world swallow me Centre to the core, find my balance The shadowy fingers of lack of sleep are invading my brain, smothering my defenses The grey blurry figure whispers in my ears that all is hopeless and that I won’t do My eyes widen with fear trying to identify the threat The ghost slyly smiles: it’s hiding between my eyes and my brain undetected, it can pursue its slow conquering work getting into every fold of my brain following the path of the nerves controlling my body, unaware of the hijack But I know that old nemesis I know its ways and manners It has occupied my body often enough Centre to the core, find my balance There is no threat, there is no ghost
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Jan 28
Jan 28, 2026 at 6:39 AM UTC
Barriers
Anxiety was a daily reality for me for most of my life. The poem below describes what happened in me and how I tried to fight it. My anxiety has decreased dramatically after years of reclaiming my agency through therapy, boundary setting, exercise, accountability... Barriers I am my own entity I won’t let the world swallow me Centre to the core, find my balance The shadowy fingers of lack of sleep are invading my brain, smothering my defenses The grey blurry figure whispers in my ears that all is hopeless and that I won’t do My eyes widen with fear trying to identify the threat The ghost slyly smiles: it’s hiding between my eyes and my brain undetected, it can pursue its slow conquering work getting into every fold of my brain following the path of the nerves controlling my body, unaware of the hijack But I know that old nemesis I know its ways and manners It has occupied my body often enough Centre to the core, find my balance There is no threat, there is no ghost
This is a poem on anxiety and lack of boundaries. This is another one on this theme: https://aliciasand.wixsite.com/alicia/poems/anguish
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Jan 28
Jan 28, 2026 at 6:39 AM UTC
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