Anxiety
On the surface everything is fine
But if you look behind my eyes
Everything is slowly crumbling
As the panic takes root
Thoughts come in disjointed fragments
And everything should make sense
But everything is a puzzle piece
That no longer fits into place
Common sense was abandoned
Logic was thrown out the window
And all that's left is irrationality
And the idea everything is wrong
The problem was a scratch on the wall
That I made worse by gouging with a nail
Heartbeat frantic, thoughts frenetic
Eyes wide, sweat rolling
Seconds pass like minutes
Words refuse to process properly
Everything seems so dark
Alongside a crushing weight
But on the surface everything is fine
But if you look behind my eyes
Everything has crumbled
And my mind is blank
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