Anxiety is building up. Grim shadows lenghten, in the corners of my eyes. The dread gnaws my nerves. Disoriented in vertigo, It won’t let me go. I’m afraid I can’t do this, And panic strikes down! I can’t take it anymore! Blacked out, I shut down! Sensory input diminished, I’m in my inner sanctum. Wandering my dreams, Yearning to be tranquil. I hope brighter times will come, If I ever wakes up again. I don’t even know if there’s a demon or if it’s just me Or how long this cycle has been going I believe the misery was there since the beginning Maybe its true that hopelessness defines me! I c