I am an irrational fear
I bear claw at your beehive of a brain
I’m ice crystallizing on the window of your mind
I’ll insta-freeze your thoughts
No amount of heat will get you going again
Fight or flight
But I make you always choose the latter
I’m the elephant in the room
hanging from above your head by
Thimble thread
I’m a taxi service
Driving you up the wall
Zig-zagging up the walls tearing you to and fro
Never giving you respite from the whirl of anxiety until
Crashing you straight into the ground
A professional packager is part of what I am
I’ll pack you so tight into the box
There’s no air to fit in any crevice
The trick is it’s a mime-made box of
Your creation
I’m the black sun to your planet
Everything you do revolves around me
I don’t get off light but **** all of yours away
A tick on the underside of your spirit
Leeching away your life till all that’s left
are your broken bones
I am the ghost in the mirror
I am the shade in your stride
I’m the monster under your bed
And you cannot hide
From me
I am strong, I am fierce
I am relentless, I am calamity
I am the rock tied to your leg
Pulling you under
I am You.