I feel alone.
It creeps up on me like a lion creeps up on its prey.
I can't get rid of it.
It lives inside me, just waiting for the right time to attack me.
My emotions run wild as I try to sort though this mess it's created for me.
Everything that seemed so close to me now seems so far away.
Everyone I've ever known is changing...
or is it just me lost inside a false reality?
When will it choose to attack me again?
When it does, will I let it?
Will I ever kill it, or will it live inside of me forever?
Anxiety.
