The Deep End Poem by K. E. C.

The Deep End

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He reaches for my hand
The promise of freedom
He grips my mind
And refuses now to let go
He stifled my voice
He dulled my light
He's convinced me I'm crazy
He climbed into my body
And he took all control
Hands shaking
No words to scream
'Help'
I'm silently suffocating
Breathless
Restless
I can't escape
He climbed inside me
And he's got the power
I've lost the end of him
And I can't find the beginning of me.
I'm lost
I'm drowning
Weak at the knees,
Unable to breathe
It lasts only seconds
He's my monster....
but they call him
'Anxiety'

K.E.C.

Monday, January 30, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: fighting,mental illness,metaphor,panic,psychological,social,student,suicide,anxiety,depression
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