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When im anxious I want to drink I want to cut my wrists Release these stressful thoughts In the form of Whiskey and blood I took some Ativan Ive been prescribed longer than a normal person should Because its a benzo And that ***** addicting And I know that Because I have a nursing degree But still I think about mixing The benzo And the whiskey With some blood When im anxious Because when im anxious Rational thought Is a thing in the past Gasping for air Feels like choking on glass I am now physically sick But my doctor insists "Its just stress" When Im anxious I think about killing myself But wouldnt that be typical? Follow in his footsteps. I can hear the chatter now "She was never going to make it" "Why would she do that to herself?" Is this real? Or my paranoia? Because when im anxious It all feels the same I think I would die in vain If I take my life When im anxious
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Oct 17, 2018
Oct 17, 2018 at 3:07 AM UTC
When I'm Anxious
When im anxious I want to drink I want to cut my wrists Release these stressful thoughts In the form of Whiskey and blood I took some Ativan Ive been prescribed longer than a normal person should Because its a benzo And that ***** addicting And I know that Because I have a nursing degree But still I think about mixing The benzo And the whiskey With some blood When im anxious Because when im anxious Rational thought Is a thing in the past Gasping for air Feels like choking on glass I am now physically sick But my doctor insists "Its just stress" When Im anxious I think about killing myself But wouldnt that be typical? Follow in his footsteps. I can hear the chatter now "She was never going to make it" "Why would she do that to herself?" Is this real? Or my paranoia? Because when im anxious It all feels the same I think I would die in vain If I take my life When im anxious
Depression and anxiety has bren a constant struggle for me. Im at a point in my life where i dont know which was is up snd which way is fown. Poetry has helped me alot. Even if it doesnt make sense. Even if the poems arent good. I let my mind speak, and thats something.
kelsey-12
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Oct 17, 2018
Oct 17, 2018 at 3:07 AM UTC
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