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.
Poem About Anxiety And Panic Disorder
I'm a 15-year-old female who was diagnosed with general anxiety disorder and severe depression two years ago. I love the way this poem expresses how I feel almost every day. It's hard to get...
Signed, Your Mind
Published by Family Friend Poems December 2015 with permission of the Author.
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I am 13 years old. I suffer from anxiety and depression. I pretend I'm ok constantly when I'm not. I hate that my best friend struggles too. I stay strong for her. I love you, April. I cannot breathe when I have an anxiety attack. My best friend and I go to the same middle school. She used to take me to the bathroom and help me breathe.