Hiding Behind Anxiety

Hiding Behind Anxiety

A Poem by Erika Jones

I can feel myself choking,
breathing is so difficult that
crying sounds like a great idea.

Don't ask me to speak,
no sound will come unless you
count my labored breathing.

I want to run away,
leave everything behind so I
can't disgrace myself like this again.

I'm a screw up, I can never
do anything right and you feel that
constantly reminding me is funny.

My feelings mean nothing to you,
the constant critique of my life,
always ignoring what I do right and

seeing everything I do wrong.

© 2016 Erika Jones

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Oh, My ! i know this feeling all to well. kudos to you for expressing it. Anxiety Sucks . I can feel your words.

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Erika Jones
Erika Jones

Medway, OH

I'm Erika and I'm a 25 year old Author. I've self-published a small poem book called "Screams of the Outcast" a couple years ago and slowly selling. Not only do I like poetry, I love writing novels an.. more..