It eats away.
A metaphoric cancer.
Diagnosis confirmed.
Enclosed, can't escape.
It's all in your head,
Invisible hands around your throat.
Tingling sensation,
Like an ant army crawling.
Breathe, just breathe.
Lung hesitation, heart stutter.
Rapid heartbeat,
Waves of fear consume me.
Drowning in self-doubt,
Can't breath, all are staring.
Reaching hands to anyone,
Knowing they won't reach back.
Sanity isn't concrete.
Everyone's there, I'm just blind to help.
It's inescapable.
It's all in your head.
No one can calm you down.
They say...
When will this end,
Will it ever?