Voices speaking, but can’t decipher,
Heart beating rapidly.
Skin begins to itch, eyes scattering all around,
Need to find a way out.
The need to escape intensifies.
Feel the need to tear my skin with my nails,
to get rid of the itch.
Breathing coming in short pants, as things intensifies
Will this every end,
Or will it continue?
The urge to escape, to run,
Gets worse every second
Thoughts racing in my head,
Millions thoughts swirling around.
Fidgetiness has begun
Scratching myself to ease the worry
Then, a calm, soothing voice speaks my name.
Slowly, I turn my attention to the voice.
I look into their eyes, and I see understanding.
I begin to realize I am safe, and no harm will come.
Listen to him as he calms my soul,
Teaching me another strategy.
When complete,
I am whole again.
MAD Missy
M.A.D. Works 
I so understand this
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Powerful
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Thank you
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You’re welcome ☺️
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Beautifully written, Missy. It complements the featured image very well.
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Thank you
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Nice poem 😊, i remember in High school I was given topic to talk on anxiety and I was too anxious because of people, my teacher asked me what is anxiety? I answered ,” the thing I am feeling rn” 🤣🤣🤣 it was funny though, you reminded me of that 🤣.
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That is a great response to your teacher.
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Lol , I thought I messed up 😂
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This could be me, I hear ya! Very good writing, Missy! ❤
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Thank you.
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