Anxiety Poem by Heather Noble

It starts in your chest like it's going to burst.
You hate being in public.That's when it's worse.

You begin to sweat like you've just worked out,
but your standing still. You wanna scream and shout.

You hide most days inside of your home.
Instead of being with people you'd rather be alone.

It conquers you more than you'd like.
So, you do what it wants. you don't put up a fight.

If it isn't controlled it can ruin you.
Take it from me I know it's true.

I've dealt with it for over seven years, and
have cried many tears.

Anxiety is not a happy feeling.
You'll need loved ones around to help you with dealing.

I tried dealing with it myself, but the feeling only grew.
I eventually got counseling to help me through.

I'm okay now as long as I watch what I do.
Just know when you have anxiety eventually it won't conquer you.