Anxiety Monster by Rhona McFerran- short summary

 Anxiety Monster

Anxiety, Anxiety-

you creep, you lurk, you worry me

Mangy monster under my bed

on all my fears you must be fed

and when I try to starve you out

you stab me with a blade of doubt


You sneaky, scurrilous, savage beast

I don't hate you, but I like you least!

You are not cute or cuddly

why do I let you cling to me?

You're ugly and you're worrisome

you drain my joy and leave me glum


Anxiety, Anxiety-

I hear you've achieved notoriety

evidently I'm not the only one

you'll hassle them all before you're done!

'Though, I don't see how you find the time

to carry out your heinous crime...


For all day long, and nighttime, too

a hovering pest, too big to “shoo”

you hang around and taunt me fierce

by dangling daggers with which to pierce

I tremble in my delicate skin 

but chin stuck out, I'm determined to win


Anxiety, Anxiety-

you will not get the best of me!

You've wasted enough of my precious years

you deserve no sympathy or tears

like the monster you are, you'll be destroyed

I've armed myself with the likes of Freud


While you watch me, I'll study you more...

know your every weakness- for this is war!

I'll vanquish you for once and all

I've armored up for the bloody brawl

but hey- what's this, a hasty retreat?

Don't tell me that you admit defeat!


No Anxiety, Anxiety-

you're devious, sly and slippery

Before you let me kill you off

you slink away to smirk and scoff

knowing full well that you'll come back

to get me with a sneak-attack!


Brief Notes on Anxiety Monster by Rhona McFerran

"Anxiety Monster" by Rhona McFerran is a powerful and insightful piece that sheds light on the experience of living with anxiety.Rhona McFerran begins by stating that anxiety is creepy, and it worries her and anyone. She then states it to be as a monster under her bed and that of all fears it must be fed but when she tries to starve it anxiety stabs her with a blade of doubt.


In the second stanza, the poet writes that anxiety is sneaky and a beast, yet she says that she does not hate it, but she likes it the least since it is not cute or cuddly, yet she wonders why she lets it be near to her. She then states that it is ugly and is worrisome for it drains her joy.


The poet in the next stanza states that all day long, and at nighttime, it is nearby as a pest, too big to scare it away and it hangs around and taunts her fiercely as a dagger. She also trembles in her delicate skin yet she is determined to win.


The poet next states that anxiety will not get the best out of her and it has wasted enough of her precious years and so it does not deserve no sympathy or tears. The poet says in the end anxiety will be destroyed.


The poet in the next stanza writes that anxiety will watch her, and she will study it more and know its every weakness for it is like a war. The poet declares that she is all armored up for the brawl.


In the end, the poet ends by stating that anxiety is sly, slippery and it will come back to get her with a sneaky attack.

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