Killer anxiety

I know there is an urge for life in me

And I know that not all of this anxiety

Is just fear

Sometimes it is also repressed life force

Come calling

Whispering deep in my cells

Isn’t it time to set you spirit free

From chains of the past that weighted you down like lead

Wouldn’t you prefer to be walking and living

Rather than weighted down

And paralysed with dread?

Focused on symptoms that only go round and round

With nasty thoughts in your head

And my soul often answers from deep inside

Shedding tears

As I see how lost opportunities

And wounded pride

At times has left me so damn broken

Hardly a true life urge could ever be spoken

By a body that was so imprisoned in the past

And struggling so desperately to be free

From the dread of loss and life

And this killer anxiety