Anxiety

Anxiety's a funny thing
Not 'haha' funny, obviously

It's a strange sensation,
That feeling in your chest

It's hard to describe accurately,
     Like an electrical current
     Like a constant thrumming against my ribs
     Like a dampener to physical feeling
     Like a vibration running through me
Like and unlike so many things

Sometimes it sends my mind spinning
Sometimes it will just sit there, all day long
It peaks at times,
And paralyzes me

Sometimes it lays dormant, for a while at least
Sometimes it bubbles and hums just beneath the surface,
Just far enough away not to interfere
But still there, the humming forever a reminder

That I'm not right
Not normal
Not anything