Alone in a room
A comforting thought.
When outside open, flailing
It is the only thing you want.
But when inside the covers
You feel only dread.
Taunting thoughts tease
Dancing in your head.
You jump back in the waters
Helpless and Scared.
Imaginary sharks nip at your organs
You feel a pierce at every glare.
The pain is never temporary
It follows in your sleep.
Every breathe you take
Is a hopeless cry, a never ending weep.
You eat peoples words
A poison sent from hell.
Digestions through intestines
Another soul to sell.
Alone, away, together
With this new order
You never want to feel
As a person in disorder.
-e.m
Jan 3, 2016
Jan 3, 2016 at 4:15 PM UTC
Alone in a room
A comforting thought.
When outside open, flailing
It is the only thing you want.
But when inside the covers
You feel only dread.
Taunting thoughts tease
Dancing in your head.
You jump back in the waters
Helpless and Scared.
Imaginary sharks nip at your organs
You feel a pierce at every glare.
The pain is never temporary
It follows in your sleep.
Every breathe you take
Is a hopeless cry, a never ending weep.
You eat peoples words
A poison sent from hell.
Digestions through intestines
Another soul to sell.
Alone, away, together
With this new order
You never want to feel
As a person in disorder.
-e.m
My anxiety disorder.
