My Skin Is Wet

I have a nervous feeling.
It becomes stronger every day.
The more and more I try that longer it will stay.

I need someone to help me.
I need someone to care.
I need someone who I know will always be there.

I want to laugh
I want to smile.
Things I haven't done for a while.

I wish I could kill this feeling so deep inside of me.
But I don't know how, so I just let it eat away.
I just let it be.

I feel so guilty.
But I did nothing wrong.
I feel so scared.
It just continues to grow strong.

I feel anxious.
Maybe nervous too,
Do you ever feel this way?
Do you?

I ask, like I will receive an answer.
I ask, like people really care.
I ask, like there is anyone who actually pays attention out there.

Thoughts.
Scary thoughts.
They consume my mind.
I can't think about anything else.
They take up all the time.

These feelings.
That lie in my stomach.
They begin to make me sweat.
My fingers are shaking.
My skin is wet.