literature

To My Mom

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I’m sorry I can’t be there.
I wonder what you think?
Only mentioning
Visits to the shrink.
Having to be social
Brings anxiety out.
You can’t believe
The amount of doubt.
Every time you call
Tear comes from my eye.
I just can’t take it:
The anxiety.
I wish there was a way
For me to explain
But I just feel
Like I’m going insane.
Complications,
Changing medications,
Panic attacks,
Unknown situation.
When it’s so hard
For me to just breathe,
A conversation,
Just can’t be conceived.
I’ve taken you for granted
I want to show I care.
But my lungs inflate,
Violently with air.
I’m so sorry
Things aren’t as they were.
I’m trying to go to back
To what I was before.


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TalesFromMyCell's avatar
Aw this is nice to tell your mother.  I have anxiety too.  I know it's hard to be there for others when you can't be there for yourself.  I hope you can get it under control!  You don't want to be in your 40's and basically be useless.  Trust me, you really don't.  Good luck to you!!!