Internal Anxiety

Good morning, what shall we stress about today?

Every time you wake up you've wasted half the day,

Time slips through your mind,

What was wasted feels like a crime,

There's so much work to do,

And you never finish it all the way through,

'How are you going to live like this?' is asked everyday,

You always answer the same way,

With 'I don't knows' and 'I do try',

But everyday is the same lie,

Cause your fears aren't always justified,

You try and try, but at the end you cry,

You can't seem to satisfy,

The fear makes everyday a battlefield,

The mines set up by your own mind, a false shield,

Awake the eggshells you tread on are illusions,

Asleep the mines you navigate add to your confusions,

There's no escape from these thoughts and fears,

And everyday just adds to your tears,

I'm begging please just hear me out,

I'm tired of having to scream and shout,

That I need help, hell even some air support,

Anything to help me make it through even with an escort,

My mind is frayed from the day to day,

So please help me out of this charade,

I'm tired of trying to make what I say,

Relatable to you and show my pain,

Because everyday I want to say,

I've made it through one more day,

Without crying, fear or having strayed.