The Feeling of Anxiety
Scared of what? I can't say
I got to go, have to getaway
Heart begins to thump, to race wild
Feeling frightened, alike a child
Breathing quickens, I want it to slow, get back in control
But it is like I'm digging myself an unfathomable hole
Deep inside, I begin to drown, I am sinking
I going to die right here and now, I start thinking
Begin to sweat and body goes weak
A quiet place of calm solitude, is what I seek,
The whole world, my brain, my existence, I need to escape
Sometimes death seems a way out, frightening thoughts, take shape
Then mysterious nature of life and death, keeps me feeling insane
Unbidden Thoughts well up, disease my mind, my bane
I try thinking of my family my kids, this does actually help a while
But then weird thoughts spew up, like malevolent bile
People ask am I alright? I hardly dare to speak
Lest I mentally break down and totally freak
Stop being a wimp, get over it, You have a good job and life…
You should be thankful, you are not poor and living in strife…
What is there to get anxiety about, they say…
It is a shadow I cannot name it, There is physical demon to slay
Popping pills seems the only method
keeps the unknown phantoms at bay
I need help, someone or something to take it way
Hope I wake up one day and it is all gone away
Copyright © Amar Qamar | Year Posted 2016
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