As I lay in languish air.

We are our own worst enemy.  Anxiety has never been a friend of mine. My own ego sends itself tripping over each crack along its path. With due time, I am sure to find myself descending down the spiral downfall that is my own conscience. My thoughts alter themselves as the intense pressure and stress build up. These four walls become swollen; Foggy with confusion. I become oppressed. My mind is subdued, dripping in apathy. The same ethos that gave me these dreams and goals is able to deflate itself in seconds. Thousands of  persistent arms of opposition seize my mind. I am cornered. My only option of choice: reassurance. I'm not insecure, I'm just apprehensive. Reminders of who I am, what I am, my capabilities, and the point of this mess bring me back. In this sea of fear, they are my life buoy. My life buoy guides me back to safety. So please, be a dear and cast one out for me. 

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 P.S. Sometimes, on a daily basis I feel like you need to be here and talk to me, reassure me, calm me down. But we just don't work that way, huh? Oh, If only you knew how unstable I am. I wish I was able to have a stronger grasp on you, because its seems like you have a stronger grasp on me than I do myself. 

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