sleepless nights, tired eyes, the days keep moving forward, and all im doing is watching from the outside. all i know is that i am existing and that is the only thing i am doing. nothing more.

the four walls that i call my room is all i see. its trapped me. im breathing. im living. but no one sees me. no one hears me. 

im standing here and everything around me is moving. its in fast forward and there is no pause or stop button. no way to rewind and have a redo. i guess that this is what life is now. the world is moving and you cant keep up with its motions. 


People without anxiety just have no idea what it’s like to feel so much worry for something they “think” is so small and “not a big deal”