Perpetual Anxiety (Redux)

Accept nothing less than the best in others

We need to change and start acting like brothers

Ignore the notion of fake happiness and glee

Time to look in the mirror and see

The baggage and darkness you reveal in private

While in front of the masses you remain silent

Confront it with a mighty sword in hand

Slay its potential to corrupt this land

The monster has a tendency to hide yet surprise

Rear its ugly head when least expected, we must confide

Not fight the darkness on our own but with an ally

So that the monster has no ability to run or hide

The death of darkness will never arrive

But we must try our best to survive

Fight it with every ounce of strength we have left

Until the end of days when blackness is bereft

As I continue my quest to test things I cling close to my chest

Fighting on as the demons keep me up all night with their pests

I live with perpetual anxiety

Wondering what I’m trying to be

As my heart keeps pressing along

Trying to do right but always feeling wrong

My mind is ever present and aware

While everyone else seems not to care

I feel more alone in a crowd of people

Than in church by myself in a lonely steeple

A heightened sense of judgment and condemnation

While I sit here silenced but in loud frustration

My heart and mind suppressed by the masses

While everyone's trying to prove they're bad asses

The brutality of reality hits me straight to my heart

As if society has officially added me to their cart

Is there any hope for equality and change?

Or is it impossible to switch and rearrange?

This cold world is getting colder

But watch as I remove the boulders

And bear the weight of the world on my shoulders

A whisper of hope can be heard past the dawn

As I stand here like a knight trying to save the pawns

So come on, I see a light at the end of these crazy days

Watch as we are guided through these hazy rays

Lead us to the light everlasting where sadness is eclipsed

And where tears are erased as the poem ends with an ellipse...

I live with perpetual anxiety

Wondering what I’m trying to be

As my heart keeps pressing along

Trying to do right but always feeling wrong

The will to fight is fading

As the darkness begins shading

Masquerading as loneliness when I’m far from alone

The demons are festering and are fully grown

I live with perpetual anxiety

Wondering what I’m trying to be

As my heart keeps pressing along

Trying to do right but always feeling wrong