It starts out quiet.

Not a single sound.

Mind is content.

With nothing bad found.

 

Then your heartbeat increases

Your mind starts to run.

You begin to dwindle down

Feeling overrun.

 

The noises grow.

The color fades.

You begin shaking

But not with rage.

 

You want to call out

But no sound has occurred.

You can’t even move

Let alone be heard.

 

Your world is chaotic.

With the pressure of your mind

But you can’t check.

There’s too much to find.

 

You realize the fact.

Yes, it’s your friend.

Anxiety is back

And it still holds that grin.