I sit across from the ticking clock.

My thumping heartbeat, it’s supposed to mock.

The wind howls outside and in my mind…

My sanity is hard to find.

There are constant whispers in my ear…

Though the person speaking is not to appear.

My body shakes from head to toe.

My brain is not my friend, but foe.

There’s constant tapping at the wall.

The abyss of terrorizing thoughts now crawl.

They prey and prowl about my head…

My entire life now filled with dread.

I’m filled to the brim with doubt and fear.

Agonizing screeches are all I can hear.

This is all I know, and all I feel.

There is no possible way for me to heal.

They grip onto my soul with overpowering might.

It causes overwhelming, horrible fright.

They are here to judge; in front of me, they stand.

They criticize my every move and drown me in quicksand.

This is my life in a cruel society.

This is my anxiety.