Dear Anxiety: December 12 Poem

This is my poem for December 12th in that poetry challenge I mentioned. 12/12. 

I think I’ll go with it having this title. It fits. 

The prompt: personifying something and talking back to it. 

In my poetry class at college, I wrote a poem called “Anxiety” before I wrote this one. 

Unlike that poem I wrote for class, this one is more of a power poem. 

Power. 

Giving power back to you. 

You are strong. You are capable. You are powerful. 

I have so much more to say, but I’m making this post exclusively about my poetry. 

Since I’m copying and pasting my poems from my Notes app, I decided to change the font for the actual poem. It makes them stand out more. 

Without further ado, here’s the poem! 

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Dear Anxiety 

Anxiety—

You cruel and greedy beast,

never satisfied, only wanting more and more.

You're so greedy that you took my life away from me.

You take the appearance of a caring friend,

a friend who only wants the best for me.

Then you stab me in the back and in my chest,

and you call it Love.

Deceptive, manipulative, distorting my reality,

I can't tell the truth from the irrational because of you.

You and your twin, Depression, are the worst abusers

that I've unfortunately gotten to know all too well.

You two took my life away for your own personal gain.

I hate you, I hate you, I hate you and

I will defeat you.

At least I can trust Fear, unlike you,

who took advantage of us.

I thought we were friends, that I could trust you,

but you filled me with irrational fears

with no real reasons behind them.

Your pet, Dread, is a parasite who burrowed itself

in the bottom of my stomach.

You've ruined me.

You're the first villain in my story.

Anxiety, I'm breaking out of your chains,

and I'm finally breaking free from you.