Endless

Laying in the dark
Goosebumps map my skin,
Body tense and sore;
Stomachs pit keeps sinking.
Throat filled with sand,
Tongue and lips dry,
Fearing another war
That shakes me to the core.
Words expressed the same;
Same pitch, same tone,
Same power trip game,
Still strong enough to cripple my brain.
Emotions are blurred
Triggers are high
I'm left on my own
With nowhere to hide.
I thought the one who birthed
Was the one who loved
Unconditionally so
But apparently not.
I fear the cough
That indicates a breath
Before words are expressed
And the emotions are stressed.
Living on the edge,
Tripwire in my way
I think perhaps a long fall
Could end this longing pain.
Never felt quite as broken,
Nor as ready for death,
As when I realise it's been
Over a decade of stress.
You'd think I'd get up and run
Do myself a favour and leave
But I'm a stupid idiot really
For I live in hope you see.

Reviews

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

This is probably one of the best poems about anxiety depression mental illness or just plain loneliness or not fitting in That I’ve read about the above

That’s what I interpret this poem about and a yearning to be loved by someone close in your circle family forgive me if I’m wrong If I’m mistaken

Don’t give up
Keep writing
This was powerful indeed

[John the Baptist]

This one is a textbook description of anxiety. I suspect depression is involved somewhere, too. I felt myself getting uptight just reading it. I hope you are getting help.