I'm no game.
I make you quiver
An uncontrollable vibration.

I pulse through you
So fast you didn't see it coming.
I fill your mind
With irrational thinking,
Ha, you still believe me.

You can't move or speak
Just sit and hope it will pass.
I wake you at 3 am
Or interupt your important meetings.

Once I feel
My work here is done
I leave, suddenly.
You won't expect me, but you will.
You feel an urge sometimes
It's me, anxiety.