Find me the cure to the nightly sweats

a poem i wrote during my last anxious episode

Find me the cure

to the nightly sweats

stop the hues of happiness

from fading into the abyss

trapped in discomfort

my weight on my chest

a knot in my throat

dizziness

I try to catch my breathe

slow the flurry of thoughts

that flood my mind

never-ending questions

but no answer in sight

like a flower in the desert

desolate and confused

stuck in the same place

I watch through 

my rose-tinted glasses

as the stars fade away

I take a deep breathe

I hear myself say

nothing is permanent 

this will all go away

one day we’ll return to the ground

where our ancestors lay

in a garden of souls

waiting to blossom

beneath a garden of flowers

ready to bloom