In the shadows of my mind, anxiety creeps,
A silent intruder that never sleeps.
It wraps me in a suffocating embrace,
Leaving me feeling out of place.

Thoughts like whirlwinds spin and twist,
Leaving no room for peace or rest.
A silent scream echoes in the dark,
As anxiety leaves its mark.

Breath shallow, body tense, a constant battle within,
Anxiety’s grip is tight, a suffocating sin.
Whispers of doubt, shadows of dread,
A symphony of unease echoed in my head.

But I will not let anxiety win,
I’ll fight back from deep within.
I’ll breathe deeply and count to three,
And remind myself that I am still me.

So, I rise above the stormy sea,
Embracing peace and setting myself free.
Anxiety may knock me down,
But I will always rise, wearing my crown.