Anxiety to me is knowing how to swim but still drowning lost in darkness and clawing for the slightest light a way out it eats me from the inside it claws at my skin it makes me feel I'm not worthy it destroys my head I wonder what it's like to not feel this way to wake up and say "Everything is okay" I wonder what it's like to not rely on pills for sleep to have a gentle sleep instead of a sleep that jolts you awake the demons are here again they want to make me scream anxiety to me is one terrible dream -m.a.