My Anxiety…
My Anxiety feels is a dark cloud on a rainy day
Raging with thunder and letting out the heavy rain
Like giant tears from the sky
My Anxiety feels like a never ending road
With no directions as to how to get out.
My Anxiety leaves me without air and I can barely breathe
Unless I run outside and let the evening breeze of the wind touch upon my face.
My Anxiety takes me up and down like a seesaw in a playground.
Except I never get down and in my mind I am always trapped.
There is no escape for my Anxiety.
It creeps at different times and lives inside of me.