It never ends..

Anxiety holds me back
With the uncertainty
Of a successful attempt.
Depression tells me to
"Try until you die."
Anxiety asks me
"What if you fail?
Where will you be if you fail?"
Before I can think of a response
Anxiety tells me the answer.
"You will be in a place that will
Unleash me upon you
Sending you into a rage."
Then, Anxiety whispers
"Do you really want that?"
Depression responds with
"But, maybe you will be killed in the chaos."
Anxiety then tells me the odds of that are low and the situation would get worse.
Then I think to myself
"Is this really what I've come to?"
Then Depression puts its cold hand on my shoulder and says
"You can lose yourself to us, or we can lose you."

It never ends..