You feel me when you wake up and you feel restless as you stress to fall asleep. I creep in and out of your unconscious and conscious thoughts. My name is Anxiety- with a silent x.
Waking up becomes your nightmare. Sleepless nights leave you in fear of opening the door instead of closing one behind you. The light becomes harsh and the bags under your eyes continue to grow.
Walking outside feels like people are creeping down your spine staring at you as you pass every awaiting turn. A street is full of eyes on
I tap your shoulder reminding you that others are watching, they think badly about you, they think you are weird, people don’t like you, you have to impress others, you have to be the best or you suck at everything, no one is your friend and everyone is out to get you.
I make your heart beat a little faster and your feet speed up against the pavement. I am the monster under your bed, the ghost watching you as you sleep and the creature crawling under your sheets as you sleep in your bed. I tap you awake, while I keep you jumpy as you try to go about your day and fall to sleep.
Medication really fights me, I become dormant, secluded from your thoughts for a bit, but I always find my way back.
In my pathway to your mind, your every decision is my little game. You want to hang out with your friends, but why would they want you there; what if someone doesn’t like you when you get there? What if you are left alone with me?
Constantly you will fight between your own decisions, regrets and always trying to figure out if you are to blame or me--Anxiety.
