anxieties cup of tea

Today i met with hell ,
It wasn't a cup of tea,
No party to celebrate
You see
words and emotions
Dissociated me,
A heavy burden
upon my chest
Nothing i could do
Nowhere to hide
The torment
already touched
My insides
Started eating me alive
What we do to survive
An uncontrollable action
Retracting back inside
No words just movement
The tears i cried,
The anxiety still lives
Deep within
Will i ever escape the
Demons lurking
Beneath my skin
anxiety got back in.