Anxiety Virus

Slinking in the shadows, stalking its prey

For a minute I thought it was going to be a good day

I smile on the outside, acting like everything is great

But I find the emotions make it hard to think straight

The anxiety is there, it’s a constant lurking monster

The panic inside only serves to make things harder

My body constantly shakes, until it’s an ache

I don’t know how much more I can take

The attack sits and waits, the weakness is bait

It latches on, there’s nothing I can do

If only this were new


As the host, I sit there and take it

The anxiety is like a virus, I can’t seem to shake it

It’s an all encompassing feeling

Afterwards, my head is left reeling

I get tense and shake, muscles feeling sore

In my head there’s a dull roar

The little attacks I can handle, the strong ones I can’t

I find myself hiding, holding my breath

Can anyone else hear the voices in my head?

They scream failure and disappointment

Why am I not allowed to feel content?


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