I hate my Anxiety
and I hate my tendencies but there
isn't much I can do,
about my body chemistry.
I say I want to
change but then I go
back and I make those same mistakes
that end me in that sea of black.
I don't wish for this life
I'd prefer a happier one
but that just wont happen.
Not until this war inside me is won......
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Anxiety
PoetryAnxiety is hard; I decided to write this 5 years ago and I rarely update. I come back to read what I had as this description, "there is no escape." I lied, there is an escape. I don't know how to feel to about this book anymore but most seem to enjo...
