A poem I wrote about anxiety and depression.
Sleepless thinking about
How am I going to get this bread?
Fearing that my children
Won’t be fed
My anxieties got me feeling I can’t breathe
Pain in my chest is this death
I can’t breathe
Feeling like I’m trapped in a box
That I can’t leave
Gaining weight eating all the time
Tired uninspired so I’m sleeping all the time
I know I gotta stay alive
They are all I got
I’m a fighter in the end
That’s what my mom Taught
Me and my sister to never give up
Life is hard and hits harder
But you gotta square up
Sometimes a poetry session
Helps with my depression
Especially when restless
With dark thoughts of aggression
But peep this
My self is my weakness
I’m not being Facetious
I just don’t want to die alone
This keeps me up at night on my phone
And why I remain sleepless
