When my anxiety kicked in

Everything became shallow

But not a hallow to feed

Standing up with my two feet

Parading up and down

Yet, feeling of being paralysed and chained,

Keeps on revolving around me

Going for a work couples of times

Gulping lot of pills to remain calm

As if all has been working against it 

Seeing many therapist made me even worse and confused

Lot of qualms started popping up

Will I even make out of this thing Alive?

I mean looking at my future arriving at my destiny,

Before I could attain was heart wrecking

Looking at this soul out of me 

Being helpless, not moving, just tears

Then pain clicked in

Seeing the inner me conk out like that

It became trauma I couldn’t put up with anymore

Drank pills and went to sleep 

That was my last goodbye to my soul