A poem I wrote about anxiety and depression.

Sleepless thinking about

How am I going to get this bread?

Fearing that my children

Won’t be fed

My anxieties got me feeling I can’t breathe

Pain in my chest is this death

I can’t breathe

Feeling like I’m trapped in a box

That I can’t leave

Gaining weight eating all the time

Tired uninspired so I’m sleeping all the time

I know I gotta stay alive

They are all I got

I’m a fighter in the end

That’s what my mom Taught

Me and my sister to never give up

Life is hard and hits harder

But you gotta square up

Sometimes a poetry session

Helps with my depression

Especially when restless

With dark thoughts of aggression

But peep this

My self is my weakness

I’m not being Facetious

I just don’t want to die alone

This keeps me up at night on my phone

And why I remain sleepless