Anxiety It's there when I eat And it's right next to me when I fall asleep It's there when I'm walking And it's leaning over my shoulders when I cry I've learnt to live this way The crippling fear of being alive has consumed me It's always there It graps me, pulls me in, leans over for a kiss, but puts a knife right through my back I can still taste the fear on my lips as I go down on my knees I never went this low to the ground I feel dizzy as I try to pull myself up But it keeps on pushing me back I will never get up Anxiety