Is it you?

Dear anxiety,

I feel a pain in my chest.
Is it you?
It's like someone is stabbing me
With a rugged knife.
Or like someone is gripping my heart tightly
With their sharp claws
and isn't letting go.

It's hard to breath.
It is like someone is choking me
With their strong arms.
Or like someone tied a rope around my neck
And they are pulling it with all their might.

It is troubling me,
Haunting me
Like a nightmare
That I cannot escape.

I try to get away
but it keeps getting a hold of me
and won't let go.
Is it you?

The poison inside my mind is destroying me.
There is nothing I can do.
Helpless.
Alone.
Alone with myself.
With my doubt.
With my darkness.
With my own self pity
and I'm drowning.
I'm in despair.
I call for help
but there is nothing they can do
except hear my cries

I am at your mercy.
But I am weak.
I fall with every step I take.
I fall into the pit of darkness.
No one can help me out.

If only I knew the way.
If only I was bright enough so I can be my own light. But sadly I'm as dark as the night
and as dark as the demon in my mind.
I can't seem to run or hide from the pain.