Anxiety Pt. 1

ANXIETY

 ( Mike Wheatley)

 The person that you see on the outside, is me.

All that you are seeing is a shell, a shell that harbors an evil being.

One that’s scratching and tearing at the soul that used to be.

Now I am just a home away from home for that evil being.

Can I just live with this being and have a normal life?

No, I could just cut out that being and let it go.

But then I'd just be an empty shell, with a tattered soul.

It’s a dilemma I'm having between the good and evil being.

I am forced to live with this being inside of me,

I shall give this being a name; it'll suit Him well,

Considering the fact the being came from hell.

It's a Demonic thing living inside of me,

I shall name Him Anxiety.

He is like an evil twin, but there is only one of me.

He sees what I see, goes’ where I go.

When he'll show his face, I'll never know,

I'd just wish He'd tell me when He's about to show his face.

Because the pain that He delivers is more that I can take,

My heart, my lungs, my whole body it aches this all caused by his Demonic awake.

He tries to take control but I put up a good fight,

We are at a tug of war, neither can conquer.

So we continue to fight more and more.

Anxiety sends out his minions to take my last bit of control,

I fight and I fight for the last bit of control,

But after a painful bout, I finally let go.

Anxiety has won His army too strong.

I say this to you Anxiety, the next battle we fight,

I'll fight 100% me.

So take your win now my evil Foe,

 Because as much as you beat and batter my soul,

DEFEATING you is my huge goal.

One day you and I will be at peace,

But until that day I’ll be down at my knees,

I will beg and I will plead for some mercy.

I have had enough, I cannot take it anymore.

But I'll tell you Anxiety, you won’t win the war.