Not All Wounds are Visible: My Battle with Anxiety.

Before I realize what it is
the poison hits my heart.

This dark poison accelerates my beats per minute

The pounding hits my head.

I question what is happening,

and then it spreads.

The poison spreads to my body.

It hits my brain, and I rethink everything I've done.

I must have done something wrong.

I messed up sometime today.

Did I say the wrong thing?

Did I do the wrong thing?

I must have upset someone.

I try to remember the cures 

Listen to music

Breathe deeply

Go to your happy place.

The poison still spreads

The worry has overtaken me now.

I sit with my heart racing

Looking for answers

Where did I mess up?

Where is my mistake. 

It hurts, everything hurts.

This poison, this battle.

This anxiety.

I must stop it

I must go on

I must keep fighting.

This battle of mine?

I will win.