Anxiety

I'm usually okay    
And    
By okay    
What I mean to say is:    
I usually smile    
When I feel the world is caving    
Into my lungs    
And    
Debilitating    
My    
B R E A T H I N G      
...    
By any other name    
It does taste    
As bitter    
It's the limb    
That is unable to be severed    
Continuously fighting      
To take the wheel    
From my coherent mind:    
An eclipse    
Of rationality    
And    
A tsunami    
Of doubt    
And    
Darkness    
...    
No matter the depth of water    
Drowning    
Is    
Drowning    
And    
Sitting from the boat    
Whilst telling those submerged    
To stand    
Is senseless    
And    
Disheartening    
And    
Cruel    
...    
The straw    
Seemingly bearable    
To you    
Is misleading    
For it could crush    
The one that carries      
The weight of the walls      
Built to hide    
The internal war    
That takes place    
Inside    
Daily    
 ...    
It is a small part of me    
That for many years    
Remained nameless    
From my lips    
But now    
I call it out    
To remove its power: 
To divide
And  
Conquer  
Because I know    
I don't walk alone    
...    
Any given day    
May appear  
A mountain    
But    
I WILL RISE  
And   
Anxiety:      
The hungry bear    
That stalks my ascension      
Will    
Never    
Win    
Or prevent me    
From reaching the top    
So I breathe    
And    
Take one step at a time    
And    
Smile    
Even when I feel    
The world is caving in