My mind is my worst enemy
A stable thought no friend to me
I hear a sound, or see a sight
So stiff I go as if in fright
My body numb, my lips sealed tight
So through my tongue, my teeth will bite
I wait for silence, with all my might
Til you release me, on this night

Anxiety is a monster. When I have an attack I often freeze up, as if someone has stolen my voice. I also lose the ability to move. It like the scene in Jurassic where moving is dangerous. As long as you stay still, you'll be fine. This is a bit of representation of that.