Anxiety

A fear,
more when I don't know why,
the jitters become so fast that I appear still,
sound so loud it all goes quiet.
Breath so shallow I might not be breathing.
I may have slipped so fast,
so slow,
that I don't know what's happening.
Thoughts become a rainforest of creatures,
while brain muttled with black inc.
My body just reacts to action,
But my feet are steered right and left,
back and forward.
yes,
right and left,
back and forward,
a pattern that seems to be all I can manage,
And nothing I can do all at the same time.
A fear.


 
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idbailey23

VT

19 years old

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