Trigger warning- anxiety

Since the day things changed and my world turned upside down
I have been someone I am not.

And now I can't escape.

I'm trapped in a skin that I hate.
With a mind that only has love for pain.

I can't speak.
I can't cry.
I can't call for help.
Help doesn't exist anymore.
Not like it used to.

I'm trapped alone in this goddamn desert and I'm freezing.
I'm burning out my own heart just to stay awake
But all that's left are coals.
I'm so cold.

I grasp at what used to be.
Clinging onto the only time I felt alive.
It's dead now.

My lungs refuse to function.
My body went numb.
Every stimulus is overwhelming.

And it's all my fault.

Im fucking trapped all over again.

I'm a goddamn broken record of mental meltdowns.

Can I just be ok again?

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A/n- feeling trapped in a bad situation happens to everyone, but I promise you, you won't be there forever.

A lot of these poems were written during panic attacks or depressive states as a way to communicate how I felt in the moment. They do not reflect on how I feel all the time.

Again, if anyone needs to talk to someone I am here. I will listen.

Love you all,
Bye