Early Morning Anxiety (my anxiety poem for the day)

I'm lying here in my giant bed:

Trying to hold perfectly still
Trying to slow and control my breathing
To calm my heart's pounding, wild beating,
To stop the pulses of over doses of anxiety

Neither of my legs will stop shaking
Something in my mind feels like it's breaking
Insanity seems to be taking
Quite a heavy toll this time

I'm deperately pleading for peace of mind
I can't pinpoint the reason my sense of reason has gone blind.
Why this time all this feels all of the time
And not in waves like it usually does.

Am I losing it?
I might be losing it.
I think I'm losing it.
I've lost it.

As the sounds of the freeway
Seek out my ear to accost it.

I could probably use a friend
I could definitely use a lover
Right now I don't feel picky
One way or the other.
Somebody to hold me,
To feel their heart beat against mine
To help recalibrate my complex soul
To once again feel fine.
To normalize my savage mind
To civilize my inside wild
To help restore the lost innocence
Of my broken inner child.