defeated .

i make myself sick with my anxiety.

i lay in bed.

hot tears burn as they run down my face.

my head is going to burst.

any second now.

no time would be “too soon”.

the darkness tells me to rest.

but restlessness is my best friend.

i hold my stomach.

i wiggle. i writhe.

i begin to sweat.

my chest expands & sinks with speed.

i cannot think of one goddamn good thing.

my headache reaches to my ears.

i bury myself further into my sheets.

it’s a battle within my brain.

& anxiety knows no defeat.

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