I can't take it anymore The fear, the worry, the tears, What I would give to be my old self, Before the worry, before the panic, before the anxiety, I miss doing what I used to. The rides, the danger, the thrill. It doesn't exist to me anymore. The shakiness, the rapid breathing, the sweats, I can't do this anymore, The meds don't help, the calming techniques does nothing, Where is my outgoing self? No where to be found, replaced with a shy person who mind's race. Do they like me? Did I say something stupid? Should I have said what I just did? I can't take this anymore. I can't have fun with family, I can't say what's wrong cause I don't know. Who am I? Now I don't know. Nothing excites me anymore. I have no control of my mind and thoughts, Only thing that helps is sleep. I fight it and fight it but ultimately it wins. What am I to do? As I sit here and remember who I was, the one that loved excitement, the thrill, the danger, and people I wonder if that part died or just in hiding. Anxiety scared her away and she refuses to come out. Go away anxiety no one wants you here. I want out of this black hole, out of this dump and back to who I used to be. |