KILLING ME

I've seen a different side of me. I took for granted all the times I felt alive. Being that most of my days now, it's as if I'm dead inside. I wanna hide, but there's nowhere left to run. A type of fear that I cannot overcome.

Everyday I save myself, but what if one day I wake up and find I have nothing left? I try to cope. It's all in hopes that one day I'll be just fine, but the truth is, there's something so fucked up inside my mind.

Some days it's worse than others. Sometimes I almost feel okay, but most days are terrifying. I feel as if I'm dying. Panic is getting the best of me. I can't see through my… I can't breathe. Oh God, I loathe this feeling. With a blank stare at the ceiling. Oh God, I loathe this feeling.

My anxiety is fucking killing me. It permeates every bone. I hate myself. I feel so alone. I try so hard to fix my problems, but I don't know if I'll ever solve them.

My anxiety is killing me. Oh God, I loathe this feeling.