Anxiety

I became the slave of my brain,

caged within the ribs,

awaiting freedom,

feeling suffocated,

the strong urge within me

weighed on my chest,

the weight of my thoughts

buried me alive,

breathing felt difficult,

living felt difficult

I didn’t have claustrophobia,

I wasn’t sick,

I had anxiety shooting up,

while my nails dug deeper

into my flesh