Anxiety

My heart is beating loud and clear inside my head.

Some days I can't get up so I stay in bed instead.

I'm twitching and shaking to my very core.

Anxiety isn't an item you can return to the store.

It's always inside of me with every breath I take.

And I just feel so helpless as I continue to shake.

I'm so tired of running from these feelings that I feel.

Always wondering "why doesn't this feel real?"

The worst though is when the lights turn off.

Because it is only then that I feel completely lost.

My head tells me to run, my friends say stay.

My family paints the colors, while to me the world is grey. 

This is the world I'm in.

Why play with colors when you can play with sin?