Anxiety

Anxiety feels like a thousand bugs creeping up my body, 

Their legs quickly crawling up my skin and into my ears, eyes and mouth. 

A million chills run under my skin as if someone is standing right behind me with a knife to my throat,

I’m paralysed like stone with the emotions of a wave, 

Constantly crashing up on the rocks and falling back into a hundred metre deep hole. 

Anxiety runs its fingers alongside my brain and heart, stroking my most painful memories and flashing them before my eyes. 

In a second it accelerates and I’m left breathless with a heart pounding against my ribcage. 

Reviews

[Parker]

wow!! I loved the symbolism created by the hyperboles!!!

[Planet x]

Wow beautifully written and I could actually feel it !
That's the type of poetry I love to read , hard to find tho

[Shan_water]

You really captured it's essence in such a poetic way, beautiful!