anxiety

The anxietys of success linger inside,
apprehensive of the choices i've made.
abashed thoughts ensue my head.
Frustration settles in.
What will become of me?
How will I survive?
The pressures of life are becoming to much for me.
I fade into a dream to save myself .
I cant breathe the air out there , i'm afraid ill suffocate.
Frantic thoughts send my heart pouding again.
Every breath brings a new uncertainty.
expectations lie heavily inside me, anticipating fulfillment.
failure will not satisfy this beast, only anger it.
I cant endure this pressure,
defeat feels inevitable.
im breaking down
here it comes again...