a heaviness blankets me
like a shawl, misted grey
feeding off my soul,
like a parasite.
it bites.
it pulls at my life force,
sucking, taking, stealing.
my body is not my own.
sinister laughter only i can hear
you are unworthy.
you are nothing.
you are unlovable
no one will ever remember you.
i become a shadow
a shell,
of myself.
the heaviness that blankets me,
the gaping emptiness in my chest
the overwhelming burden of emotions i feel
are suffocating, oppressed.
– anxiety: a non-mutual relationship where the parasite benefits at the expense of the host.
✨ 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝓫𝓻𝓪𝓻𝔂 𝓸𝓯 𝓪𝓵𝓮𝔁𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓻𝓪 ✨ 