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Dear Anxiety

Anxiety, your hands have never felt so cold until today;

Your prickly fingers shooting ice within my veins -

You used to shield me from the forces of life everyday,

But now... You're a nuisance, who's blocking my way.

Anxiety, you used to keep me safe in my shell,

Taught me the world was one's personal hell,

Left me believing things would still be the same,

If I'd sit down all quiet, silent and tame.

Anxiety, your methods were a little questionable,

Crude, almost, that they became kinda penetrable,

I saw holes in your logic, had mean things to shout,

But your true, horror stories would straighten me out.

Anxiety, you taught me to never lift a fist,

You demanded me to never persist and resist,

For you were a friend who always knew better,

And we were a pair who'd stick now and forever.

Anxiety, if I could tell you one thing, it'd be this:

To please move on over, you'd be nothing I miss.

Pack your bags, fly away, leave me whole and sane,

Because even when you are here, I still feel the pain.

Anxiety, I know the outside world can hurt sometimes,

But living isn't simply sunshine, smiles and rhymes.

I'll take the risks, I'll give the shots, I'll face the world untamed,

Because if one day, who knows perhaps? I'll lose the damage that I gained.