Hold my breath

A Poem by Simone Davis

A poem about anxiety

As I hold my breath and my chest tightens, my lips turn blue. I feel dizzy, my mind spinning. I can't escape the torture inside.
One, two, three... voices screaming all at the same time. I have no ability to silence them, and I don’t know which one is mine.

I imagine them, their hands pulling me down, one at a time, the look on their faces as they drag me deeper and deeper into the unknown.

I try so hard to hold my head up high, but it feels like I’m drowning. The sorrow takes over, repressing the smallest emotion.

I'm tired and scared. I need to sleep, but they follow me. I rest my head upon my pillow, but the intruder takes over my mind, the fear entrenched upon my soul, forever twisting itself around my spine.