Sophia Boxold, Creative Writing Editor


I feel it in my chest 

With every breath

It hurts to breathe

As I try to not let it consume me


Every day and every night

I’m always in a fright

A state of worry 

That just might end me


In a state of panic

It seems so manic

To not want to breathe

But that thought eludes me


So to Anxiety

Please go away

For just a day

And that’s all I ask