Social anxiety
Pulling aside the dark curtain, sunlight falls in
Like a spilled bottle, the light runs over me
Shrinking away from the light till my eyes adjust
Peering outside I see a rubber ball bounce along the sidewalk while little boys chase after it
A group of teens, sitting in a driveway, laughing and talking
My tired fingers fumble as the wrap the blanket closely around my shoulders
The sun should warm me but I only feel cold
Crawling back into bed, I bury myself under several blankets
Feeling as if I could sink in to bed and not come out for a million years, I close my eyes
The door bell sounds, but I make no move to answer it
My stomach lurches, and my eyes go wide as the bell rings for a second time
Pulling my blankets over my head, I go into a fetal position hiding from the world
I dread the images that bombard my mind,
Senerios that I know not to be true but still cause me to cower and hide
I focus on breathing, it's the best I can do
Barely functioning is still functioning, and it's all I can do
Like a virus it will consume you, until there is no distinction between it and you
I am social anxiety and it is me