Anxiety War I

illness strikes again
salty drops of sweat ooze out of every pore of my warm frozen body
cannibal butterflies of fear consume my self control from the inside out
my fragile weak heart stutters as it violently palpitates
I struggle to take in air helpless cant find any to breathe
hair pulling nauseating migraines and cold aching bones
awake at night asleep during day
so many eyes stealing a glance
my one pound heart rapidly gains weight
my lungs strain desperately searching for air
my moist skin begins to itch and crawl
my bone shudders for all warmth depletes
so many, so many, so many
I stand looking for escape
only succeeding to become dizzy
so many..so many..
stomach acids burn through the holes left by fear starving butterflies
intestines tangled in scads of knots refusing to be untangled
so many
no matter how much sleep its never enough!
i fall anesthetized under the suns snug rays
and awaken to greet the moon a brand new night
so exhausted from doing no work at all
so. .  .  many.  .   .    .     .        .
I fall to the ground hugging the floor
as the darkness satisfied embraced me gently
                                 
               
      
..
 
I open my eyes and began to cry
for I had lost the war yet again
the war between me
and my anxiety