Poems About Living Life With Anxiety

Published: March 2019

Anxiety Poems - Poems About Struggling With Anxiety

18 Anxiety Poems - Poems About Struggling With Anxiety

The struggle with anxiety can be raw, scary, and debilitating. These poems about anxiety give a glimpse into the difficult struggle.

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    I have struggled with anxiety for as long as I can remember. In April of this past year (2018) I landed myself in the psych ward after giving myself third degree burns. This poem explains some of my story--where I've been, the paths I've walked, and the new life I've stumbled upon.

    The Monster

    Poem About Fighting Through Anxiety

    in Mental Illness Poems

    Dear Anxiety,

    When they ask me what I am afraid of,
    I lie.

    I can never expose you,
    never tell the truth about you
    for fear of speaking you into existence.
    You are my punisher and my captor,
    my tormentor, my torturer.
    You are the little voice inside of my head
    telling me bad, bad things to do to myself,
    things I can't talk about
    for fear I'll forget who I am and turn into you.

    You tell me we are one and the same, but I am not you.
    I would never hurt a child the way you have hurt me.
    I would never tell a young girl she is unlovable,
    or fat,
    or ugly,
    or crazy,
    or worthless.

    I would never tell her to carve ugly, terrible words into her body,
    to hold a flame to her skin,
    until she has burned herself so badly that the pain goes out like a light
    and her nerves are dead,
    just like she should be.

    I don't know why I listen to you
    when you force me to my knees in front of the toilet.
    When you send me running around the house in a panic,
    searching in vain for a pencil sharpener I haven't already dismantled.
    When you tell me the closest to love
    I will ever come is sending naked pictures of myself
    to disgusting hunters of young prey.

    But I am not afraid of them.
    I am afraid of the shadows of my mind
    of the twisted and warped reality I am living in.

    And I scream, because it is all in my head.
    I scream because none of it is real.
    I scream because you are clawing your way up my throat,
    stealing my voice, gouging out my eyes, eating away at the lining of my stomach,
    turning my bones to jello and my hair to dust,
    destroying, destroying, destroying, destroying, destroying, destroying.

    ENOUGH.

    I have had ENOUGH. I am not you.
    I never was.
    I never will be.
    This is only a body, and you are only a feeling, and I will rise above.

    I am above this, above you, above my thoughts, above it all.
    And I will survive.
    And I will love me.
    And I will not let go.

    Sincerely,
    Olivia

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    This poem is about my experience with anxiety and how I am still trying to breathe and work through the hard times. I know there are people out there with experiences like mine, and I hope this poem will help people know they are not alone.

    Breathe

    • By Tiffaney L. Ganci
    • Published: April 2018
    Living With Anxiety

    in Teen Mental Illness Poems

    Panic, worry, darkness closing in around me.
    These are some of the words I could use to describe my anxiety,
    but nothing I can say could speak of its entirety,
    as I cry internally thinking I've lost my sanity.

    Doctors, counselors, saying there's something wrong with me.
    My parents telling me to calm down and stop being so crazy.
    But how can I calm down when the world around me
    is spinning out of control and I can barely see?

    Breathe. You will get through this.

    You will get through the sleepless nights,
    all the internal fights,
    and the days that seem right
    when the world hits you with all its might.

    Breathe. You will get through this.

    I know you think I'm overreacting about the silliest little things,
    but to me those silly little things seem like the doom the world could bring.
    Can't you see, a spilled glass of milk to you can seems like an earthquake to me.

    I know it might be hard to understand my anxiety,
    but I hope today I have given you some clarity.

    So the next time someone is scared and feels like they can't breathe,
    shaking and crying, unable to see,
    don't tell them they're overreacting; don't call them crazy.
    Help them realize there is more to life than this misery,
    and no matter the doubt inside, they will be who they are meant to be.

    Breathe. I will get through this.

    Because I know I am more than just my anxiety,
    and one day I hope to be free of it entirely.
    But until then, I will keep telling myself, quietly,
    I am stronger than this. I am stronger than my anxiety.

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    I've been suffering with depression and anxiety since I was a kid. At the time, I didn't know what it was. It used to feel like screaming inside and hoping someone would hear it and help me. But no one can hear silent screams.

    Silent Screams

    • By Aaron
    • Published: September 2019
    Depression And Anxiety

    in Depression Poems

    Can't you hear my silent screams?
    They are so loud they echo in my dreams.

    Behind this face that carries a smile
    Lies a dark road that goes on mile after mile.

    My silent screams have been going on for years,
    But it always falls on so many deaf ears.

    How can they hear these silent screams in my mind?
    They can't hear my thoughts if I keep telling them I'm fine.

    What can I tell them? These silent screams carry no words.
    It's just feelings of sadness and darkness that come in its herds.

    How can I explain so people understand this?
    It's like walking around in a suffocating black mist.

    It's holding on to happiness like holding water in your hands.
    It just trickles between your fingers and disappears into the sands.

    I can't explain how this feels; it's so extreme,
    So I hold my mouth shut to cover my silent screams.

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    I have been struggling with depression, generalized anxiety disorder, and panic disorder for about a year and a half now. My poem is from the point of view of your mind, because with these mental illnesses, you're in constant battles with what's going on in your head. I want to spread awareness and erase the stigma attached to mental illness.

    Signed, Your Mind

    • By Emma
    • Published: December 2015
    Poem About Anxiety And Panic Disorder

    in Mental Illness Poems

    Get dressed, love.
    You're going to be late.
    You look at yourself in the mirror,
    The one you really hate.

    Put it down, love.
    It's caused you so much pain.
    You're going to do damage.
    You don't want to be called insane.

    Stand up, love.
    Your tears make you weak.
    Wipe off that black mascara,
    Proof of sadness upon your cheek.

    Take your pills, love.
    You must try your very best.
    Forget about your dizzy spells,
    The tightening in your chest.

    Chin up, love.
    No one can know your thoughts.
    You must act like you're happy
    While your heart just sits and rots.

    Smile a little, love.
    Let me see those pearly whites.
    No one has to know
    What you thought about all those nights.

    Breathe for me, love.
    Your pain won't be forever.
    Take my hand, and I'll take yours.
    We'll get through this together.

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    This is a poem that I never finished writing. It was written during an episode of intense anxiety. I thank God that it passed, so I never finished writing it. I'm a religious teenage girl, so I reference God in most of my poems. If anyone can relate to any feelings that I've had, I hope this helps them.

    Struggling To Breathe

    • By Sima
    • Published: April 15, 2021
    Poem About Anxious Thoughts

    in Mental Illness Poems

    I'm feeling so scared,
    I can't breathe but I must.
    Thinking so many thoughts,
    Trying so hard to trust.

    These fears are irrational,
    But I can't make them stop.
    I just wish that they'd leave,
    That my heart rate would drop.

    I can't catch my breath,
    My heart's running a race,
    Against my emotions,
    Struggling to keep pace.

    I struggle to breathe,
    But each sound makes it worse.
    My world seems so dark,
    I'm trying to reverse.

    Away from the triggers,
    Away from the pain,
    All my muscles are tense,
    Why can't it be explained?

    There is no good reason,
    But I can't press pause.
    I don't think this is normal,
    I can't find the cause.

    God, I need you,
    I can't live on my own
    You're the only one who knows
    Where my fears are sewn.

    Why do they come?
    What's the cause of this pain?
    I want to let go,
    But I can't just the same.

    I try to calm down,
    But my fears just won't quit.
    I can't find air to breathe.
    I'm stuck in this pit.

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    I have struggled with anxiety for many years. It is such an awful thing, and for people who don't have any idea what it is like, it is hard for them to understand. They think that you can just pull yourself out of it. One day I was so anxious and overwhelmed by these feelings, and I started to write. This is what came to me. For any of you who struggle with this, you are not alone. I hope that you will somehow learn to overcome it. Unfortunately, I have not, but I will never give up hope.

    Mysterious Pain

    Poem About Anxiety Disorder

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    With her head hung low
    and nowhere to go,

    she can't explain
    this mysterious pain.

    It comes on so fast.
    How long will it last?

    Her heart is just pounding; her head starts to spin.
    Please go away; she does not want you in.

    She's uncontrollably crying.
    It feels like she's dying.

    Her body is trembling; her hands start to shake.
    She feels so helpless with this horrible ache.

    Someone, please help her; make this go away.
    She can't stand to feel this way one more day.

    Someone, please help her; she's down on her knees.
    She's scared and helpless and hopes no one sees.

    With her head hung low,
    not knowing where to go,

    she tries to explain
    this mysterious pain.

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    I suffer from anxiety and depression, so I thought I would put some of my feeling into this poem. I have friends who suffer from this also and say they can relate. I would love to hear if you feel like you can relate to this feeling also. Thanks for reading.

    Where Am I?

    Anxiety And Depression

    in Mental Illness Poems

    Is there anyone there
    to help me see,
    help me remember,
    remember to be me?

    For I feel like now
    I am someone else,
    and I need some help
    to find myself.

    Sometimes my thoughts
    might drift away
    with the empty look
    I may portray.

    You think I'm doing nothing,
    but I'm doing my best
    to put my busy mind
    to rest.

    Always so tired
    trying to find the strength
    and keeping my loved ones
    at arm's-length.

    Never wanting
    my family to see
    that a once happy woman
    has turned into me.

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    I wrote this poem when I was upset with my dad. He didn't understand that I was trying my best not to have another panic attack, and when I did, I tried as hard as I could to come out of it. But he didn't understand. He didn't see my point.

    Dad

    Other People Not Understanding Panic Attacks

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    I know you may not think so,
    But I'm trying really hard.
    I don't do it on purpose.
    I did not pick this card.

    I'm trying my very best
    To get this hurtle jumped,
    But no one else is there
    To help me out of this slump.

    I don't know what you want from me.
    Give me a hint or clue.
    Please give me a sign.
    I don't know what to do.

    If you only knew
    How much I struggle in this war,
    Maybe you would be there
    To pick me up off the floor.

    It's time to stop pretending,
    Time to open up your eyes,
    To give me a hand
    Instead of looks and sighs.

    It's not that I don't love you,
    And it's not that I don't care.
    The fact is I need help too;
    I need somebody there.

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    I suffer with anxiety and depression. During the nighttime these conditions worsen. During a particularly bad night I wrote how I was feeling to deal with these issues.

    The Night Is The Hardest

    • By Jessica Sturgeon
    • Published: October 2018
    Anxiety And Depression From The Nighttime

    in Mental Illness Poems

    Feelings of unrelenting sorrow and fear wash over me like a wave crashing on a shore,
    Painful nostalgia for younger days and panic for the ones to come,
    Reminiscing on days and feelings I can never get back,
    Needing to feel close to someone to pull me back from this ledge,
    Overwhelming anxiety and fear.
    The moon and the stars do not provide enough light for this darkness in my mind.
    Hope drains from my soul.
    I can remember good times and laughter, but this makes it worse.
    I can see these times, but I cannot touch them.
    I am running for a light even though I cannot yet see one.
    The night is the hardest.

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    Just wrote how I felt when I have a panic attack.

    Panic Disorder

    in Mental Illness Poems

    Tightness in my chest.
    I can't breathe.
    The only time I can escape
    is when I fall asleep.

    Constant nausea,
    constant fear.
    How did this happen,
    knowing I'm safe here?

    It's a constant worry
    another will strike.
    I worry about it all the time.
    It makes me lose my appetite.

    My sight darkens,
    my life flashes.
    My worries control my thoughts,
    my heart crashes and burns to ashes.

    You have no idea what it's like
    to live one day in my shoes.
    Maybe if you did,
    you wouldn't judge me as you do.

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    This is my daily struggle. It's really quite unbearable.

    Worry Is The Game

    • By Tiff W
    • Published: April 2015
    Poem About Struggling With Anxiety

    in Mental Illness Poems

    I sit here and feel so alone.
    Things in my mind broken.
    Home doesn't feel like home.

    The thoughts creep in,
    The symptoms come too.
    When this happens,
    I don't know what to do.

    My heart races,
    I feel so strange.
    Anxiety is the word.
    Worry is the game.

    Life seems so unfair.
    People places and things
    Seem like they're not there.

    I feel unreal,
    I feel so alone.
    Fear is my enemy,
    The enemy is the unknown.

    My life was perfect,
    Just a simple girl.
    Things got changed.
    I entered the worry world.

    I can't sleep.
    Sometimes I wanna die.
    I look around the room.
    I find a place to cry.

    Trapped in my mind,
    Nowhere to go.
    Worry is in there.
    It took the show.

    Love is no longer an essence.
    Money doesn't matter.
    Sometimes all I want to do
    Is just jump and splatter.

    Why does this happen to me?
    Guess I'll never know.
    I pray for help.
    I pray for somewhere to go.

    I want it to stop,
    Go to someone else.
    Sacrificing life,
    Trying not to dwell.

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    This poem is just about how I feel on a regular basis. I've been sexually molested and bullied, and now I suffer from anxiety attacks. This is one of the poems I wrote when I just couldn't hold it inside anymore.

    Anxiety

    • By Jade .S. Aka Shane
    • Published: March 2015
    Poem About How Anxiety Feels

    in Teen Mental Illness Poems

    Chest tightens,
    Gets hard to breathe.
    My only escape
    Is when I drug myself to sleep.

    Constantly I wear a mask.
    Constantly feeling afraid,
    Worrying if the monster will attack me today.

    But sometimes I'm at peace
    With myself and everyone around,
    Or maybe
    It's just another pretense
    And I wear the mask all over again.

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    I started having depression when I was only 5 through right now, but this teacher told me I am still able to make new steps, so I'm here to thank him.

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    Anxiety can be debilitating and is on the rise. This poem is dedicated to my daughter. Her struggle is real but thankfully she is getting better.

    Another Trigger

    • By Jim D. Prime
    • Published: December 9, 2020
    Living With Anxiety

    in Mental Illness Poems

    A storm is coming, my chest is tightening and it's hard to breathe.
    Like a giant noose, life is smothering me.
    I would do anything to not feel this pain.
    Make it stop, I want to laugh again.

    The thought of being scared is so frightening.
    Another trigger, it's happening again; is everyone watching?
    Everything matters, nothing matters, my life will be ruined again.
    Paralyzed, afraid to move, the walls are closing in.

    Everyone has disappeared, they think I don't care.
    Truth is I don't want to be alone; I am so scared.
    Please be patient, I know I can be withdrawn.
    I need all of you more than ever; I'm not really gone.

    Grab my hand, I can feel the ground; please don't let go.
    Having you with me helps more than you will ever know.
    Let me talk, let me be silent, listen either way.
    Thank you for understanding; I think I can make it another day

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    I cope with my anxiety and depression by writing. Enjoy.

    The Fire

    Poem About Anxiety

    in Teen Mental Illness Poems

    The fire that rages
    from within my rib cage is
    weakening the bones
    that should make me strong.
    The feeling creeps for every dark place.
    It fills up my head; it's invading my space.
    It's melting me from inside; I think I'm burning up.
    I can't breathe or move or talk. I'm hopelessly stuck.
    As people pass by, they give no second glance.
    I cry out for help; this is my chance.
    The fire claws at my throat; it's burning my tongue.
    I think it's too late for help; the damage is done.
    I down some water, which brings calmness and peace.
    The fire has settled for a minute, at least.
    Eventually it's burning as hot as before.
    The fire rages back up from my very core.
    The fire inside is one you can't see.
    The fire inside, it's my anxiety.

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    I am only 19 and this is the first poem I've ever written. During my many battles with anxiety and insomnia, I put my late night hours into this piece, which gives it a sense of authenticity. It is a poem that almost anyone could relate to, a metaphoric piece based on the struggle of unwanted and persistent thoughts preventing much needed sleep. Although this is my first poem, it has been a product of years of depression, anxiety, and insomnia.

    Music Of Wakefulness

    Experiencing Insomnia

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    It is in the dark of night
    When insomnia sings me awake
    To the tune of lullabies
    And the rhythm of mindful blight.

    It is the spotlight of the watchful moon
    And the flickering of uncertain stars
    That cradle my fears
    And anxious thoughts they croon.

    It is in the view of the sunshine,
    Where my unwanted thoughts stem,
    Waiting and ripening in my head
    Until around my throat they twine.

    And echoing in my mind
    Is the blissful song of insomnia,
    Sewing itself into my skin
    As daylight leaves me behind.

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    I have severe anxiety in which I struggle with on a daily basis. Many people don't know I have it, but if you look closely you can see my physical irritability. Mental health needs more awareness. I wrote this poem when I was at a very low point of my mental illness. I felt like it was taking over me. I would love for it to be published so people can enjoy my poem and know they aren't alone.

    Every Day Is A Fight With Anxiety

    • By Alisha M. Davies
    • Published: March 2018
    Living In The World Of Severe Anxiety

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    Anxiety grabs me by the throat,
    Almost like grabbing a man's balls.
    It hurts deep into your stomach,
    Churning your belly down.
    It locks you in a suitcase like a prison cell,
    Not being able to move from the four walls,
    not getting out.
    Same situation over and over again.
    You're useless, nobody likes you,
    Says the little devil on my shoulder
    Is someone building a house on my shoulders?
    Ooooo no, it's just me overthinking.
    You see me sitting there,
    Bouncing my leg or twiddling my fingers.
    Yes, that's my anxiety.
    Sweaty palms.
    Yes, that's my anxiety too.
    Putting my head down,
    Avoiding eye contact.
    Yessss, that's anxiety too.
    I want to be normal,
    But I guess
    My anxiety makes me me
    A nervous and awkward mess.
    I think until 2 am,
    Imaging scenarios and scenes,
    Which will never happen.
    I prepare myself.
    Thing is, with me,
    I have built my wall too high,
    And not many people
    Try to climb it,
    But I just wish
    One or two people would
    And help me.
    It's controlling my thoughts
    And the person I dream of being.

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    I'm 20 years old and have been suffering from anxiety and social anxiety for seven years. It has affected my life in such a way that I cannot make friends, drive, or have a job. I graduated home school in 2012 because public school was just too much for me. Every day I struggle to date, I struggle to breathe, I struggle to have a life beyond the bed and couch. I take Prozac, and I see a therapist, but sometimes even their motivation isn't enough.

    Anxiety

    • By Kristal McDolgle
    • Published: September 2015
    Poem About Social Anxiety

    in Teen Mental Illness Poems

    Anxiety,
    I'm miserable because of you,
    making plans and not following through.

    You have me feeling as though I am alone.
    I don't feel safe unless I'm at home.

    I see a stranger on the street,
    want to say hi but too scared to speak.

    What are they staring at?
    Something must be wrong...
    Is there a stain on my shirt?
    Is my nose too long?

    I'm shaking, find an exit, I must retreat!
    Here they come! Here they come!
    Quick, I must flee!

    People keep telling me that I am fine
    but I am not,
    not in my mind.

    A lump in my throat makes it so hard to swallow.
    Pains in my chest consume me with sorrow.
    I lay awake, restless, hoping maybe,
    just maybe this will all be gone
    tomorrow.

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    Things sometimes get to be too much. Just remember this.

    Take A Step Back

    Calming Poem For Overcoming Anxiety

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    Take a step back,
    Learn how to breathe.
    Take a step back
    And just be.
    Observe in silence.
    Take things in.
    Despite what goes on,
    Trust what's within.

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