Agony of Vulnerability

Trying to stifle the agony of vulnerability,

As anxiety sets in, bringing along torture, anger and sadness.

With thousands of unanswered "what if", the mind seems to be racing

And drowning in the deluge of emotional strain.

Haunted by the impact of anxiety on a fragile heart,

Exhaustion slowly creeps in and body shudders.

Every breath becomes slower and anguish takes over,

Losing control in the wilderness of the inflicted pain.

Staying up countless nights crying over nothing,

Gripping the bedsheets and popping on too many pills,

With no excuse for this agitated and abhorrent behaviour,

Everything around seems to be a mirage of some haunting tragedy.

Hopes of socializing gets shattered,

By overwhelming fear and the very nagging thought of

"What if I'm not good enough?"

Even when the clock ticks 3 at night, these contagious thoughts gnaw away the peace. 

Tears caress down the cheeks,

And the excruciating pain of being devoured by worries, claws and rips the lining of the heart.

Tremendously falling apart like a wrecked soul into the pit black abyss,

With only a feeble hope to seek alleviation.

Lingering around like a shadow are the constant reminders and doubts,

Which questions your endurance to pain and folly.

Yet, you are convincing yourself you are completely fine,

Despite, the moments getting lapsed into a blur.

Wearing a strong facade, disguising the misery, you set out for work,

Even when anxiety and depression tries to strips you of your identity,

You move ahead reminding yourself it's hostile enough to stay amidst insecurities.

Ain't you the bravest, my dear?

Fear not of being rejected for who you are,

'Cause when you start loving yourself,

Even the tiniest of snowflakes seem like a miracle sent from above,

And my dear, your flames shall banish the dark hue from your surroundings. 

Eventually, everything shall be fine ...