Anxiety

I’m alone in my room In the semidarkness 8 pm, the dusk has stolen The world’s color. I’m aching in places I’m too familiar with, These lines I tread Are blurring blurrier. Tongue in my teeth, my Arms are too heavy to lift. I am lost and furious And cannot fix myself. None of the noise is enough To penetrate my skull. I stare at a screen and hurt And none can reach me.