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Apr 2018
Anxiety is a problem illness
It makes me look up after a great day
That is because of the medication I take
But it’s alright because it helps
When I look up as I am watching tv
All I need to do is take my meds and I feel quite good
Anxiety is the demons taking my cool away that just drives me nuts
You see I get sick of certain things in my life
And the anxiety around that
Makes me feel quite ill
I yell as I look up
It drives me mad
Please anxiety go away
You see when I was drinking I heard my brother and pat
Get into my head trying to make me feel real bad
Saying you are having a good day are you mate we are trying to say you shouldn’t have fought us or hassled us said pat
You see anxiety drives me fucken nuts
You see I hear my brother and friend pushing me down at my young fresh legs
I know I was a bad guy but now I am a good guy who has this annoying anxiety bothering me
Leave me the **** alone
I don’t want to look up
I don’t want anxiety
I want my cool kid to come back
Where I can enjoy life as I want to


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Written by
johnny georgy brown
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