~My Anxiety~

I'm always shaking and my minds always racing. Each of the thoughts feels more agonizing than the last. It feels like caffeine flows through my veins, yet I've never felt as exhausted as I do now my eyes are stapled open, glued to my blue lit screen I hear them speaking, but I can't comprehend, I get distracted by the voices that say I'm not okay, but I am okay, I'm always okay I'm going to be okay promise me I'll be okay as you always do what do I do with this restless energy? I could run, I could run from all of my problems Every single voice screaming at me each night even if I know they'll follow, it still feels nice to give in, Giving into the thoughts that say I could be free into my fever dreams, the only place I feel safe, the only place I can call my home