The never-ending storm inside
Raging and thirsting for peace and quiet
Nothing can quench its thirst
The darkness closes in
courage slowly vanishes
leaving our weaknesses exposed.

It’s like you’re trapped in a cage that is surrounded with water
Choking on your fear
Your lungs collapse and you’re gasping for air.
You can’t move or do anything
So, you keep dying all over but you still come back to life.

Sometimes it feels like you’re falling and falling
the trench gets deeper and deeper
you scream louder and louder
But no one else hears you.

The anxiety eats you inside,
it does it again and again.
You can’t stop it neither can you negotiate
For a moment nothing seems whole again.
Everything is in bits and pieces
nothing regenerates.
Whatever breaks, breaks and breaks again.