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Lydia Johnson Sep 2014
There's a knock on the door
I said don't come in
Anxiety lives beneath my skin

It sits on the couch
which is my heart
tearing my whole world apart

It never cares to wipe its feet
trailing my chest
with bright red streaks

Get out of my house
this isn't fun
oh my God my arm is numb

Pick up your **** I want you out
I can't even scream
I can't even shout

Close the door
behind you tight
I hate this ******* fight or flight

What did you steal what did you rob
I'm so confused
I'm in such a fog

It's all coming back now
I see it clear
Just exactly what I fear

           ...You've left the door cracked...
I'm new to anxiety. Started about seven months ago. I'm sharing my thoughts and feelings so far. I'm 24
Urmila Jul 2014
I waited for your call, but it never came,
I called you then, you insisted we're the same

How can that be true, if you never reach out,
How can I believe you, with a heart full of doubt?

We never had a deal, but I always honoured my part,
Why did you stop? Rather, why did you ever start?

You said beautiful words, that resonate in my mind,
Were they empty? Or did reading between lines turn me blind?

I want to hold you so close, that we're almost one,
I want to do so much, but these thoughts I must shun

Why am I attached to you, like a caterpillar stuck to its cocoon
Was it meant to be, or did I feel too much too soon?

I don't want to be the beast of your burden, an ***** you're forced to sever,
But I don't want an existence without you, the thought makes me quiver

We mattered to you, at one point, I think that's true,
That time has passed, I'm getting around the new you

You'll have a change of heart some day, that's all I can hope,
I'll hold on as long as I can, until you cut the frayed rope
From a place I'm trying to figure out

— The End —