Anxiety.

My head is spinning around and around,
And the horrible thing is that I cannot feel the ground.
My body is becoming more restless and breathless,
And I am growing more faithless and helpless.
My heart is pounding like sticks to a drum sounding,
And the more I stand still, the more I feel as if I am running.
My eyes are thumping and my mouth is becoming dry,
I need to escape this area but I’ve no idea why.
There are people nearby, those I don’t know,
My legs feel frozen, and my face feels like snow.
I dart my eyes left then right,
And the more I look around, I realise the danger is out of sight.
I move my left foot forward, then my other,
And I try to think of something as beautiful as the summer.
I catch happy thoughts but they start to drown,
I attempt to put on a happy smile, but it turns to a frown.
Why I am here? I’ve no idea.
In fact, I wish I were anywhere if anywhere was somewhere not here.
My life is relatively okay,
But whenever someone leaves me, I want to beg them to stay.
Think I’m anxious? Damn, you’re right.
I want to run far away where my chest doesn’t become tight.
I am hot one minute, and cold the next,
The thing is I feel as if I am drowning in an ocean Vortex.