Anxiety

A poem written in the middle of the night.

I know it’s all in my head
At night when the voices whisper in my ears
I’m sure it’s all in my head
They’ve told me things I wish I hadn’t heard

I think it’s all in my head
But I feel like they’re watching me
I hope it’s all in my head
Otherwise, I don’t think I’m safe here

I’m not sure if it’s all in my head
When I see the doorknob move but no one is there.
Is it real or all in my head?
I can’t be going crazy

There’s no way this is all in my head
I need to hide
I think it’s real