Anxious sensations flood through my veins every waking hour.
Terror and violence make love in the maze that makes up my mind, producing venomous children that terrorize every barely mustered thought.
Struggling to focus on anything but, I fill my lungs with smoke.
Fighting to stay awake I ingest countless toxic chemicals.
Running from the hive of voices attacking me, I add even more smoke to the mix.
How are you’s batter my head, as are you okay’s taunt me.
Fine is all I can say but with each second that passes I want to scream in your face to make you stop asking unless you want the real answer.
But I can only scream internally. Suffering silently. Never escaping this unending anxiety.