A Suffocating Companion

You’re never really alone.

The words of someone always swarms your thoughts As an unwanted fly.

Hammering your insecurities

Or slicing your conscience into specs of chaos.

Your nervousness rises like waves to a storm

when someone whispers to another.

Are they talking about you? They could be.

And that scares you.

A marble of anxiety and dread colors your brain.

All a result of someone’s words.

Going in a frenzy of primping your appearance to shield from arrows of insults.

Yet those words unheard echo off the walls of your self-consuming trauma.

It attaches itself like a serenity sucking leech.

An unwanted friend of words and phrases from the mouth of another

Causing your self-consciousness to fluster.

Specific utterances trigger the bullet to your gun of uneasiness.

Fat. Skinny. Ugly. Retarded. Not enough.

Words stitched into your past, yet still, hug you like tight clothing.

Wrapping You like a cozy blanket of societal burden.

You’re never really alone.