Anxiety

My anxiety is testing my sobriety I wish it would stop fighting me,

in school heart beating confidence is leaving,

but confidence comes with pen so I start breathing,

and I write something with a lot of meaning,

no one around me but it feels like the walls surround me,

and crush me, and I feel like everyone wants to hush me,

I'm afraid I might have to take a pill to avoid the blade,

cause if I use it to stop the music I'm destroyed and it's over for the game,

but it's tough to be sober and when you're on a roller coaster every day,

same shit different day same body but a distant brain,

imprisoned brain in jail caught in a web of different hate,

fizzling rage sizzling page from the bitching flames,

I just needed to vent put it on a page try to play pretend,

like everything is okay, eating breakfast sipping oj,