If I get it all down on paper, its no longer inside of me, threatening the life they belong to;

I can't seem to handle these continuous outbursts of anxiety. I might laugh it off. Say that I'm a spazz and pretend it's funny. But really, it's the thing I'm most self conscious about. I'm afraid everyone around me thinks I'm crazy and that it's going to drive them away from me.

I keep getting this tightness in my chest lately, like I need to gasp for breath.

I mean, it's so hard to even sleep lately. I refuse to lay down for the purpose of sleeping anymore. I let the sleep overtake me when it wants to just to avoid that period of time when I have to lay there and all of the thoughts come rushing to the front of my mind. The worries about whether or not my laundry will get done, or the urge to rifle through my backpack because I'm sure I forgot to do something. It's irrational.

I feel crazy. I feel like I need something. Something to make this better... Because it's not working out for me. Not at all.

How do you feel? 

^^ On repeat lately