Merry-Go-Round

Anxiety described in the only way I can think to simplify how it feels to someone who doesn't experience it

Your heart is pounding

Out your chest as you

Beg it to stop just so

You can finally get some rest.

Your mind is swirling as if

its's a race track.

You try to make it stop,

but it gets worse the more you ignore it.

You want friends, a family, a life

but, you worry about the 

future; what it's going to be like

and how will you be a wife? 

Your fear paralyzes you, 

tearing at your very soul.

You're scared of meeting new people 

but you're terrified of being alone.

Your mind keeps spinning

like a merry-go-round.

Every thought creates a new

terrifying picture, movie, or sound.

You want it to stop,

but it's all so inviting.

Each what if, when, or will

keeps you guessing and wanting more.

You search for answers,

but none can be found,

It seems as if you are

stuck forever on this merry-go-round.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[I Am Svetlana]

This poem perfectly describes me, to be honest. I have anxiety and it sucks having to deal with it every day. I always feel anxious around big crowds. but a small group is fine. Panic attacks I get also if I get too worked up over something...sometimes you can't make the thoughts stop, that's the worst part. I always enjoy my solitude, but there are times when I feel I don't want to or shouldn't be alone. It's an up and down cycle for me, most days. Some days are good, other days I feel very...off point. I've never been on medication for my anxiety, though some days I feel it would help.