Spiralling Round and Round

By Ijeoma Chuku,

All around.

Itʼs around me.

Itʼs around me,

Canʼt you see?

I see you see,

But you choose not to see

me.

I can hardly breathe, me.

I can hardly sleep, me.

I can hardly see, me.

But I see you, you see?

This thing consuming me,

Wonʼt let me be.

Wonʼt let me free.

This thing Iʼm talking about,

you see?

Has a heart laced full of

debris.

This thing Iʼm talking about,

you see?

It has a control key,

A command key,

Youʼd have to agree to

disagree.

This thing Iʼm talking about,

you see?

Is you, my Anxiety.