Analysis of Anxiety

yep, I'm bat shit fucking crazy,
it's getting harder,
to hold onto me,
the part of me,
 that is sane,
the part of me,
 no longer in pain,
get out of my brain,

anxiety sweeps in,
like a rush of adrenaline,
I try to hold it back,
but see, that's where I lack,
the hold on my mind,
to tell myself that I'm fine,
just take a breath,
and don't hold regret,

but the problem is there,
for me, I fucking swear,
I know you can't see it,
and I can't explain this shit,
but it makes me want to quit,
its so hard to commit,
to anything really,
so I have to keep busy,

I know I'm fucking crazy,
and everything becomes hazy,
lost, in a blurred state,
so its hard to relate,
anxiety in overdrive,
barely able to survive,
I tell myself to calm down,
and that it's time fix my crown,

so with each breathe I take,
I slowly make a break,
through the suffering,
and start recovering,
the part of me,
that started slipping away,
the part of me,
that I gave away,