anxiety

I sigh,

no amount of breath fills my lungs quite enough,

no amount of tears will sate the pain,

pain that cripples the mind,

a mind that can't interpret meaning,

just feels everything.



Everything shudders ,

all the movement in the stillness of my body,

the stillness, the quiet hurts more than the intrusive thoughts;

the thoughts that flood my dreams,

my dreams only tell stories of escape,

an escape that is just out of reach
when i wake.



I'd rather sleep,

soak in the lies,

bask in the beauty of the unobtainable.

Here it is safe and in the dark there is relief.