anxiety attack
sweat down my back
sleepless nights
and walking nightmares
I am being followed everywhere,
my own shadows are ahead of me
they lead the way,
and have me doubt
each step, each word, each thought
they crawl from underneath my skin
they mock, they push, they scream
“not good enough “
-again, they bluff
every time I am getting closer to being the person I wish to be, time and time again they reappear, and try to drag me back, into my endless self doubt pits.