Categorized | Life, Poetry

anxiety strikes again

Posted on 15 May 2009 by Liza Mae V.


I woke up with this feeling.

Now my heart pounds faster with every short breath … muscles in my shoulders and lower back tense.

I hate this feeling.

I want to crawl up in my sheets and sleep, dismissing my life for a moment.  Then when I wake the anxiety will be another thing in the past.

heart beats … at least I know I am alive, though am I truly living?  I feel as though I am dying inside.

I want to be lethargic but I am melodramatic.  Feelings of sadness reside.  I want to cry but the tears don’t want to seem to fall, not even the eyes want to water because my emotions run dry.

The motion of escapism is in my mind but that seems impossible now.

I am begging anxiety to pass, I take deep breathes hoping it will calm my heart but instead my muscles in my shoulders pains me, and I want to release but my current situation restricts me from doing just that.

I am running…



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