I wake up puddle of sweat i have Nightmares and I get back into bed it's Like these voices just keep playing on Repeat in the back and I Can't get them to leave me alone thirty Years old still gates being alone When I'm home because that's when the Voices get the loudest opening up like This is a moment far from my proudest But these demons keep pressing me I swear they're the fallas but I've grown Comfortable with their presence My conscious is calloused my dreams are Their playground my thoughts are their Palace I try to evict them they return With more anxiety is in an item you can Return at the store I was 10 the first Time I had a panic attack like a punch To the stomach there's the planning for That and I didn't tell anyone because I was too scared about what they'd say And i know deep down there was nothing they could do to take it away It was my fight to fight and battle To face I remember that house I grew up And how those demons would rattle that Place I'd lay awake at night just Staring at the ceiling I've spent my whole life trying to run from that Feeling that feeling to being lonely That feel to be lost not feeling of #Anxiety #Nojotopoems #poems #Jesus #christianity #God #love #Nojotolove
