Board Thread:Art, Stories and Songs/@comment-26872802-20150510204021

It's another day to question my meaningless reality,

A deep, dark world only worsened by one anxiety.

Constantly tormenting me wherever I go,

Hurting me from my head to the tip of my toe.

I'll say this now and won't utter it once more,

the one who's stepping on me like a floor,

It's you, my worst anxiety.

It's you, who can't be cleaned with sobriety.

Gnawing on me like a f❤️cking bone,

Why won't you just leave me alone?

What happens do you is eating me alive,

Is it my sanity that you thrive?

You're slowly killing me blindfolded,

A gun to my head, ready and loaded,

Yet you just stand there and don't pull the trigger,

Just to make my tears grow wide and bigger.

My worst anxiety is you, thrashing at me everyday.

It's the one thing I've always wanted to say,

Is to inform you, that you are, in this society, 

My worst anxiety. 