Anxiety

Anxiety

A Poem by Naomi

Please don’t tell me it’s all in my head
When I can’t get a breath
When the air that should be 
Flowing in and out of my lungs
Is closing in around my chest
Crushing against my ribcage

Please don’t tell me to not worry
When I can’t see a thought for a thought
When disasters and fears
Seem more real than the you standing here
Agonies piling up 
One on top of another
An endless, choked up, immovable, honking traffic jam of nightmares

Please don’t tell me to be positive 
When I can’t catch a positive thought
And make it stick, without
Feeling it laugh at me, twist into
Cruel irony of what could be 
If I were better

Please don’t try to help me
When the pressure of your wish to fix me
Weighs on me, reminding me of my failing
To function, to take breaths, one after the other
To stand without feeling the ground fall away from me

Please don’t tell me to enjoy life
When my false smile didn’t fool you
I’m trying but I’m looking at
The world through a glass plate window
I’m staring in longingly, but I can’t step in

Please don’t tell me to have faith
I don’t know what faith feels like
When your own self fails to take a breath
Of adequate air
An everyday function a baby can manage
How can I have faith
When I can’t trust my self to inhale

Please don’t abandon me
I see your frustration
I feel it too
I know I know 
It’s simple, smile
Don’t worry, be happy
It’s easy
But it’s like my next breath
Elusive and escaping me

Please please don’t leave me
The pressure of failing to please you 
Was suffocating me, but as you
Turn away, as you don’t pick up my call
The familiar heavy knot of rejection tightens
The thick coat of loneliness closes in
Alone, just me and my anxiety

© 2017 Naomi


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Everyone thinks they understand and know what to do. But for the person feeling it, it's a feeling explainable to an extent. We can write it out but it'll never amount to the actual feeling. It's not as easy as just 'being positive'... But we don't want to lose the ones close to us in the process of figuring it out ourselves. Thanks for sharing, I connect with this a lot!

Posted 7 Years Ago


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Everyone thinks they understand and know what to do. But for the person feeling it, it's a feeling explainable to an extent. We can write it out but it'll never amount to the actual feeling. It's not as easy as just 'being positive'... But we don't want to lose the ones close to us in the process of figuring it out ourselves. Thanks for sharing, I connect with this a lot!

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on July 2, 2017
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Tags: anxiety, mental health, friendship, love

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Naomi
Naomi

London, United Kingdom



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