My hands shake, my head aches, my chest heaves.
Panic, fear, doubts are all I hear.
It’s a silent but seen demon that creeps, and steals and ruins.
It gave me more than pain- it taught me the brilliance that’s in the resilience I use
Anxiety doesn’t define me, I’m now “I’m on cloud nine” me.
One step at a time, I’m doing fine, on that negativity I’ll have to decline.