Poem by Dana L. Young
When she gets really anxious
The way it shows
Is this needling feeling
That grows and grows.
Like invasive weeds that
Consume
Everything until there’s
No room.
Her anxiety takes over her
Mind like a parasite
Making nothing feel
Like it will be alright
So much nervous tension
She could explode
So she goes into a
Cleaning mode.
Having to scrub and
Sweep away
Her fears and worries
For that day.
Making her want to lash
Out in frustration
At this helpless
Situation.
The anxiety tenses her
weary body
Making her unable to
Enjoy a hobby.
Because nothing she
Tries will distract her.
No fun or jokes can bring
Real laughter.
And once this episode ends
Anxiety claws its way
Into her mind
Then it begins again