When I was young anxiety took a hold of me

It asked if it could stay,

And even though I said no it made a home in me

It's deadly like cancer

But instead of directly harming the body,

It's a mental disease slowly eating away at me

I want to scream but it covers my mouth,

So that I can't make a sound

It's like no one can see me drowning
I can swim but only if the waters so deep,

Eventually I'll get tired and I'll sink
I can't help but worry for no reason at all
It's just that the world is so big and I'm so small
But sometimes in the dark confinement of my anxiety wrenched mind
I see a friend of mine
They take my hand and push out the fear

They get rid of the worry
And for once everything seems okay

Eventually they let go and the anxiety comes back

Grasps the hand that was previously held, locks me back in my mental cell