Anxiety Attack

This one is basically like my other poem, but I guess it gives you an idea of how I personally feel during my anxiety.

I'm talking to someone and I feel fine. 

What am I saying these thoughts aren't mine! 

Why do I keep saying things that make me sound dumb? 

My contentedness is going numb, 

Why am I having a hard time breathing? 

Why aren't I thinking? 

Why do I feel the need to run away? 

I need to get away I can't stay! 

It's getting harder to breathe, 

My fingers are starting to go together and weave, 

I don't know how to respond, 

I'm like a fish going into a new pond. 

Stop talking to me I can't handle it! 

What am I saying? 

I want to talk a little bit! 

I can't handle these thoughts, 

My mind is shutting down like a robot's. 

Why can't I be in control of my own mind? 

Why does social anxiety have to put me in a bind? 

I feel better off dead so I can escape this, 

If anxiety ever leaves me, then it is something I won't miss.

Reviews

[Violet Chan]

I know how terrible this might be. My close friend has anxiety. So, I can understand well and everything you said is really true. It was hard for me to read through because I'm well aware of how it feels. But I made it till the end. Thank you for sharing it with us. May God brighten your life and cease this evil called "anxiety". I'm sure things will get better in your life and soon you will find the door to your freedom. I promise.

[Amy]

Thank you for the advice and positive feedback

[Violet Chan]

My pleasure

[Mercer]

I am a huge fan of this structure alone, not even just the poem, which in itself is amazing. I found you as a friend of a friend. I love this work, and i can relate, with first and second hand knowledge.

[Amy]

Thank you!

[Amy]

so much emotion felt while reading this. love it.

[Amy]

Thank you!