Once before, I did not know my vicious friend;

Simply because I was young and innocent.

But when I least expected her, she flew in,

to shake up what once was mine without consent.

She makes you tense and afraid of the unknown.

She makes you shiver and cry without reason.

She makes your thoughts unclear and irrational.

She leaves you feeling anxious and uneven.

My vicious friend has a name, Anxiety.

A being without her seems unreachable

Yet one day, leaving her behind will be a

day far away but, for me, achievable.