I want to crawl out of my skin.
I do not want to sit quietly.
My breathing won't still,
I think that's called anxiety.
I feel a sense of panicking,
I want to get up and run away.
The air closes in
and my very last nerves are frayed.
I need to get sleep sometime soon.
I get maybe an hour or two.
I'm exhausted
but somehow I need to get through.
It's time to remember to breathe
in and out slowly and deeply
It starts to help
the anxiety drops steeply.
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