Anxiety Sucks!

I Pull Up Outside,
And Await The Feeling Of Unholy Dread That Stands Before Me,
I Wait With Anticipation But Nothing Yet,
Like A Coiled Spring
Waiting To Pounce,
It’s Going To Happen,
Just Wait And See,
The Panic Slowly
Raining Over Me..
 
Walking To The Entrance,
People Swarming,
Like Warriors Protecting Their Castle,
Pushing,
Barging..
Shoving,
Charging..
 
My Pulse Starts To Race,
A Bead Of Sweat Slowly Descending From My Forehead,
Distress Getting Ready To Introduce Itself,
To Bring Itself To The Forefront Of My Mind..
 
Looking In From The Outside,
How Pathetic A Situation,
They Look At Me Beneath Contempt,
“Am I Joking”,
“Am I Serious”
“Am I Really Going Through This”..
 
Inside My Only Goal Is To Get Out As Quick As I Can,
Oxygen Slowly Depleting,
Harder And Harder To Breathe,
I Start To Panic,
I Want To Leave..
 
I’m In To Far,
Trauma Starting To Take It’s Toll
The Entrance Becoming A Small Spec On My Radar,
I’m Transfixed Trying To Keep It In Sight,
People Staring At Me With A Crazed Expression,
Only A Line To Endure,
Holding Myself Up And Scouring
At The Small Talk That Lays Before Me..
 
As Quick As I Can,
I Stagger Towards The Light,
Slowly Starting To Breathe Again,
The Sun Blinding And Burning My Body,
The Exit So Inviting,
So Tantalising..
I Keep Pulling Myself Closer,
And Closer,
Until It Hits Me Like A Speeding Train,
Life Slowly Returning,
I Take A Breath,
My Body Being Recharged,
Revitalised,
Fulfilled..