To Whom It May Concern

Before I start I want to propose some situations that occurred so that you can't try to argue with me...
First, you were there when my grandmother caught me with the bruises on my neck from the time I loved too hard.
Not to mention all the times I was talking to a girl,
you were right there c**k blocking me.
And most of all...
every time I step on stage at a poetry event.
Now that my points are proven...
Dear Anxiety,
I hate you.
You make my skin fold back like a road map and won't even tell me where we're going.
At last years semi-finals you caused me to drink two and a half Monster energy drinks...
horrible decision.
Therefor, I do not take blame for it.
You're the reason I pull my facial hair out, which is why people are always commenting on the fact that I'm just growing some...
I'm not!!!
I had a whole...
chin...
set up...
deal,
but I pulled the hair out.
So stop the comments.
This isn't Youtube...
I can't spam block your profile.
Just assume I don't want to hear it.
And as a matter of fact,
you're the one who makes me piss myself,
not literally,
trying to work up the nerve to tell my girlfriend secrets because I knew a monster once.
Teeth bent like rail road tracks,
nails stretching out like razors,
I call her my ex.
And you won't ever let me forget what she did.
And stop making my knees buckle like pad locks every time I talk to someone more knowledged than me.
I get it,
I have to stop with the ego bullshit.
But sometimes I would like not to get proved wrong or outwitted by Sam freakin' Lamura.
I don't like being put in my place,
it smells like sweat,
and hard thinking.
Sometimes it smells like you,
anxiety,
sometimes,
when my chest caves in,
and I can't find the air to fix my f**k up on stage at BNV,
it hurts,
and it smells like you.
But I do have to thank you for keeping me on my toes.
Which now,
thanks to you,
I just remembered need their nails cut before my girlfriend gets back and sees them.
Anyways,
it's good to see you again,
on this stage.
How have you been?

Reviews

[Aleyah]

this is awesome. I love poems that are really straightforward like this and actually have clear meaning behind them. So really good there. I like the clever idea of "anonymous"...that was cute. And, this poem in general is really funny at points, but then all of a sudden it gets kind of sad and morose. Mixtures like that are AMAZING. So fantastic job. Really. :)