Anxiety

I thought I would share this poem I wrote about how my anxiety affects my life. It is not an easy diagnosis to live with, some days I can cope with it but others send me into a panic and all I want to do is hide. Anxiety appears to be on the rise, yet remains hidden.  Many people have anxiety and it affects each person in different ways. We are all unique and cope in our own way.

After talking to other crafters about anxiety, it was suggested that I tried to write down my feelings and how my anxiety affects me.  This is exactly how I started writing poetry in the first place, after my husband Steve died from facial cancer 18 years ago.  

I had to give it a go!

Anxiety 

Did I lock the front door properly?

I turn round and check once again

it`s becoming my daily ritual

feeling my life`s a pantomime!

every part of my day`s effected

with this diagnosis I`ve been given

doing general household chores

feel I`m at sixes and sevens

driving is now sadly a no-no

unless I have a co-pilot with me

I fret about the other drivers

anxiety, sings at me like a symphony!

but saddest of all is my poetry

my pen unable to dance on paper

sometimes I`m scared it`s lost for good

and my poems will turn to vapour

this anxiety, is a waking nightmare

though I know that life must go on

after all that goes on around me

just want this anxiousness gone!

(C) Lissie Bull 2025