Lingering thoughts never fail to disappoint as tasks rush towards me.
I begin to quiver and shake at the mere sight of another.

A stumble here, and a stumble there,
Yet a simple “Hello” I could not prepare.

My perception of life distorts to no end,
Waking each day to face the same giants,
A common yet disastrous trend.

Anxious thoughts become my norm,
With nowhere to hide during this emotional storm.

Braving each day with a staggered bone,
My soul yearns for rest and rest alone.

As my chest convulses in pain,
To family and friends, I am their bane.

I hope to overcome this torment in its entirety
But for many others like me, this has become the epitome…of anxiety.