Anxiety to me
is knowing how to swim
but still drowning
lost in darkness and clawing
for the slightest light
a way out
it eats me from the inside
it claws at my skin
it makes me feel I'm not worthy
it destroys my head
I wonder what it's like
to not feel this way
to wake up and say
"Everything is okay"
I wonder what it's like
to not rely on pills for sleep
to have a gentle sleep
instead of a sleep that jolts you awake
the demons are here again
they want to make me scream
anxiety to me
is one terrible dream
-m.a.