They creep up my neck

like a vicious snake

waiting for me to drop my hand

and strangle me completely


They stand behind me

like a shadow so creepy

waiting for me to close my eyes

and blind me completely


They whisper apprehensions

like a broken record of hesitations

waiting for me to breakdown

and be fearful of uncertainty


To others they make themselves unknown

making me seem like a crazy person

making me the only one to understand

what it’s like to have anxiety.





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