AnxietyIt's killing me.Anxiety by Dr-Reggie
That excruciating twisting in my gut. That heavy pang filling my lungs. And that quiver down my backside. I hate it, it never goes away; all the time continuously taunting me. I feel it slowly climbing up, grasping onto my insides with its vile claws, and slithering its way into every part of me. I hate how it fills me; flooding my entire being 'til I can feel my sides about to rupture and burst into droplets. Everyday it is always there, and everyday squeezing me with its evil touch. I can feel it in my palms and knuckles; they now shudder and ache. My stomach is jabbed and worn. My bloodstream burns inside me. Every pump just tears away. I'm given no breaks. It keeps escalating by the day. It's not just my breaths that are shaken.
Often I try to distract myself. Simple pleasures that trap the eyes. Watch a movie, play a game, lurk a blog. Little things that only last for so long. I hate it, that agonizing pang keeps coming back. I want it to end, destroy it with all