Release the bulls
From a dark mind
All are incomplete forever and will be updated in time
Face turns red
Mind goes blank
Heartbeat up
Logic down
Auto pilot mode
No control
The end is drawing near
Make some bad decisions which will amplify the fear
Regret
Sadness
Never ending loop
The knowledge of the time before
Will only bring it back once more
The brain is just another organ
Tasked with finding food and sex
To sleep again at night
The natural state
Thoughts that race throughout it
Will never leave me be
How can I sleep with this anxiety?
It doesn't make any sense
For me to act this way
Hindering my own progress
Preventing any gain
I either mess things up
Or don't do them at all
I can't see any way to go
So I'll just stay at home
Perpetuate the darkness that consumes me from within
Fuck it, I give up, anxiety - you win
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