Monster Called Anxiety

The monster on my back is called Anxiety

It’s an ugly monster that drags me down

It whispers in my ear,

It tells me that everything's not alright

I try to shrug the monster off

But some days it’s too powerful

It weighs me down

It makes me fear everything I see

I try to be strong but some days I’m just too weak

It breaks me down

It makes me think the worse out of life

It yells at me, it pounds my head

I can't shake it off, I don't know how to

I deal with the yelling and the pounding

Live my life with the monster on my back called Anxiety

Hoping one day I am able to free myself from it


By Made Line