Master of Anxiety
An unwanted morning wakeup call
Your venoms attacking my soul
The unseen crawling frustration
I feel you jumping and sliding around my stomach and chest
Causing displeasure over my body
Breathing shallow then to the extreme
Trying to find the solution, to rid this Master of Anxiety
Can I sleep to the extreme to hide away?
Or will your intensity stimulate an alertness feeding you more
Sickness brings a moment of pleasure, a small release from you
This uneven thinking I just can’t take
I don’t want to think anymore
You mess up my thoughts
Living life with these feelings of being on edge
And these shake’s which belittle me
I feel I could break
Solutions seem non existent
I guess I’ve got to hang on to the edge
Until this flat lines and fades away
I’m just a slave held back for another day for you
Master of Anxiety
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