There is no escape.
It looms over you
As if you’re it’s prey.
It looks at you with no regrets,
Casting a dark shadow on your life.
The room gets small and cold,
Nothing left to do but sharp quick breaths.
Nothing left to do but breath.
Standing is shakey,
The mind a mess.
It spins the room hoping you fall to it.
Hoping to make you it’s next victim.
Nothing left to do but panic.
Staring at it,
That’s one of the scariest things you’ll do.
You take down the fear.
Nothing left to do but say goodbye to Anxiety for a while.