Anxiety vs Depression
Imagine walking down the stairs.
Except the stairs behind you are rapidly
And for each step that disappears from
behind, A new one sets ablaze in front.
The room starts to boil, the stairs and
You hear screams but you don't know whom
they belong to.
The scream - you don't realise that they are
owned by you.
It feels agonising like a crowded room.
You feel the heat flickering on your wrist.
Blood screaming to escape.
But you are now trapped on a single stair,
With no support underneath.
Your mind is screaming, begging for you to
That's you anxiety speaking.
But your depression allows the fire to
consume you, And convinces you to stay.