Anxiety, were not friends
Anxiety, were not friends.
The day you came to me, that day you were filled with fear. The lost of trust that came with it too. With my heart opened wide, darling please come here.
I'll comfort you until you get back on your feet.
That day I messed up. Cuz now you're like an everlasting period that just floods my brain with emotions and torment. And all I did was open my arms for you, so you can take my hand. Just so you can see better days.
But with you, why do they seem so far away?
Is there an actual cure or I'm I stuck in this rampage?
I'm hurting to, because every time I go on into a conversation, it feels like I'm on a stage and the words I spill out slowly fade... Into mumbles and decay into the dreams of jokes that could've had people even choke. But now the conversation is dead, and nobody is woke.
I want us to have hope anxiety, but all you say is
And go to seep till the next day. Sometimes you wake up in the middle of the night, cutting off dreams that will never come back. Twisting up into,
"no wait! I wasn’t finished with that."
Like a movie, I wanted to see how it ends. But it isn't the human who wins.
Christians call it a demon, doctors call it a illness
But either way you're stuck on pills to dig it away, like an abortion
"Just go away!"
As it digs it's claws in your brain, screaming
"no! It won't be the same!"
Cuz you're so use to this feeling of fear and over thinking, and as the fight goes back and forth, depression gets in the way
3 / 5
Just then anxiety looks like the good guy, but it lies
Hidden behind the cries, heart beating fast
Yet you're not ready to die, laying down in a ocean filled emotion as anxiety is filling up it's skin with lotion, smooth and soft.
That temporary feeling that makes me think
Why was I even mad?
Why was I even sad?
With those stupid words that just slide out
"Here anxiety, I'm sorry."
Until the next time, you're like my best friend.