MY ANXIETY

One, two, three and four, take a look inside my Horror story and Rate the gore, four three two and one, its me myself and i killing eachother with nothing but a verbal Gun. 

Its not just anxiety that consumes me, i dont know what else lives inside but its so fucking scary, my mind Survives in mysterious ways, Leaving me weakened and mentally Bruised without a trace. 

I'm growing tired of this weight on my shoulder, When the beast comes out the weather will suddenly change, it'll be so much colder, i've Dealt with it for so long and i want to do things now i'm Older, Dear therapist, You can write that down in my Folder. 

People who dont understand live happily whilst we live underground, i've always liked peace but it gets Lonely down here without a sound, i hid my feelings for years because i felt i had no voice, by June 2021 i will be Given a new beginning, a new choice.

I'm getting better with my anxiety, i used to blame it all on our society, i used to get so angry thinking it was someone stopping me from being free, what i didnt realise was that this whole time it was Pure evil living in me, anxiety doesnt make you become evil to others, it just destroys your Life slowly as soon as you wake up and you're out of those comfy bed covers.