Digging my nails Into the flesh of my Chest Only to rip open my rib cage And hope for the Best.
There's a heart I'm trying to show to You Because it's slowly healing, And I was wondering if you could love it Too.
My eye is swollen From allergies but I can't look at it in the Mirror Because it reminds me of the black eyes I had And if I don't look at it I can think Clearer.
Today isn't the best day I feel a lot like a Failure. My self esteem that I've built up Is slowly depleting and I wish you could be my Savior.
But I'm in this Alone And this battle is my Own.
Blood drips from my open rib Cage I am waiting for you to sew me back up, Despite my fear and all its' false Rage.
I feel that you are up to the Task But in case you are not, I should probably just Ask.
Slowly remembering why I hate the holidays. I feel like crying! Great!
EDIT: You can see the progression from the beginning of my anxiety attack to the end. I'll mark the others that follow this one.