One of the worse parts of anxiety
is the irrational worries and fears
it puts in my head.
Or maybe it’s the hours spent up at night,
lying in bed crying,
where I whisper to myself that it’s not real.
they’ll never happen.
Just keep pushing past them.
But what am I supposed to do
when one of those fear turns out to be true?
The pain going through my being
How do I tell myself that nightmares
are not real when they become reality?