Panic & Fear Poem by Evey Vendetta

I shiver and shake
but not from the cold
I shake because I do not know what the future will withhold

I hate this feeling I wish it would go away
the racing thoughts that run through my head
I want it all to stop so I could just go to bed

I try to sleep
I close my eyes
only to see
fire inside

the flames are my enemy
of witch i do fear
but there's nothing i can do
but sit and shiver in this chair right here

my head says take a zanix but
who needs more pills
i take enough
cuz apparently I'm that ill

not only am I'm shaking
I'm dealing with some pain
my body feels so old even tho I'm young
i have way to many problems
for someone my age

why cant it all just simply go away? ?