Poem

Hands begin shaking, the monsters waking, then i begin to panic more, my heart sounds like a knocking door, the more i think of what's happing to my body, the more it wont let me be free from the anxiety, legs begin to wobble, feels like i am going to topple i try to fight it by breathing slowly, but this monster has taken over me, breath becomes hard to catch & hearts beating fast, feels like each breath could be my very last, some days i can get through without having to fight but if i am stressed or blue then the monsters in sight awaking again & I feel my body shaking, my hearts pulse sating faster & faster losing control of me, this is life,my reality a war of me & anxiety.