The ghost of Mr. anxiety

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I wrote this one when I was 18. I was struggling with anxiety disorder and so a poem was born.. :o)

Submitted: September 16, 2010

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I have a ghost that visits me

In a prison, where I stay

My body shakes as I plead for mercy

But he just won’t go away

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He shows up unexpectedly

No one sees or even knows

He tortures me as I fight giving in

But soon his power grows

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He gains control as he pumps me with fear

I hold on with all my might

The more I resist, the tighter he grips me

But I don’t give up this fight

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He starts to suck my breath bone dry

Emptiness fills my head

My arms like a weightless feather

My soul, just like the dead

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I feel a burning fire starting to grow

Deep in the burrows of my chest

It spreads through my body like the plague

It’s impossible to rest

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I’m way too weak to will him away

As he squeezes the life out of me

It oozes through every one of my pores

Now it’s hard to see

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My vision is distorted

My heart pounds vigorously

Yet not another soul knows

This ghost I have with me

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He leaves as sudden as he came

Leaving me fearful of his return

Will I ever find a way out of this?

It’s something I must learn

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