Anxiety Poem

Anxiety cripples my bones to the core.

The fear inside me, will continue to pour.

I can lay in my bed and think of all the thoughts that keep me grounded.

It keeps me locked and bounded.

Even when I start my day, the fear will not leave me alone.

It’s like my brain has checked out and decided to disown me.

I feel numb inside.

My facial expressions cannot hide.

Hide the presence of Angrboda.

She whispers silently in my ear, that I should tense up my bones,

Until they feel like they will crushed to stones!

Medication can keep her at bay.

But the reality is, my anxiety is full on, all day……

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