This rock a hard place and me
crazy it just hits you.
Your heart’s beating so fast
Trying, taking it slow
getting up still dizzy
wobbly like a top on its last few spins.
Is it me or everything around
Falling to the ground
I’m stationary but vertigo
Free falling over almost dead.
Freaking out let me go.
Enclosed losing my grip
It won’t let go.
You’re closing in
trying to talk to me
I hear nothing.
You cry out of frustration.
I’m sitting here *******
Every emotion at once.
I can’t control what I do.
It’s blacking out without the black.
Sleepwalking
more like a puppeteer
These strings my fuses I explode
Appreciate the help.
Stop it.
Makes it worse.
I don’t want to hurt you I don’t know how to stop it.
screaming.
going bonkers.
Three sheets to the wind.
My knots are tight.
**** that ship.
I got no patience.
Let somebody else wait.
No drugs, no legs,
come hell or high water
I’m dipping, tripping,
Lt danning rolling the **** out.
You don’t have to be close.
I’m heading to Walmart
I pull in and pull out
no kids no need for plan b.
I bust right there
making a scene in front of the crowd.
Sorry folks…
Will Power has left the building….
*******
That ***** never went in.
amber alert!
Just lost another piece of myself and your data.
I know right.?!
Balling my eyes out.
At the buzzer
but the wrong end of the court.
I wish I could pinpoint when it started but I can’t.
I don’t know how or when
What it felt like.
A doctor?….
How?
Somebody to talk to…
How am i supposed to
when its locking the doors on my ten speed before i can get out.
It makes no sense
Should I get drunk today
Some brain decorating
Get pilled out
so only truth is heard
When there's no doctor around
I doubt that’ll work.
Watching from the inside.
Squinting from a cell behind my eyes.
Controls me.
I have a few good days here and there
most of the time it’s ruining me.
Their thinking I’m nuts
He don’t know what the **** he’s doing
Ive been good at everything I’ve ever done
Every job promoted
I push myself so hard.
I can’t do anything
shaking
Frustrated
Seems like I’m taking it out on you but I’m not.
I’m harder on myself than anybody could ever be.
To the point I’m **** near crying
Sitting at work with a gun in my mouth.
Trying.
I can’t even do that though.
I’m a slave to my anxiety
no longer have the courage to ask why
ywsm
Anxiety