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By Peggy Stewart
- Published by Family Friend Poems July 2011 with permission of the Author.
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.
in Mental Illness Poems
With her head hung low
and nowhere to go,
she can't explain
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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