Hold On

Please just hold onto me when I come home. Silence the thoughts in my head before they have a chance to roam.

I’ve been gone away what feels like all day. Working and trying to keep my troubled thoughts at bay.

It’s easy to get lost in the mundane, but when I time out for the day all the worries come back reminding me I can never make them fully go away.

Please don’t walk past me or turn your back. Ignore the pained look on my face because I’m nearly close to having an anxiety attack.

Just hold onto me and don’t let go. Hold on tightly and I’ll take it slow. Hold on so I can find a moment to breathe again. Hold on for me because I need you, my dearest friend.