You can't spell anxiety without an I
And my anxiety so desperately needs me
It clings to me like a newborn to their mothers chest
Sucking away my life like a leech sucks my blood
Constantly making me feel like I am worthless
Unlovable
Unimportant
It makes my mind go from one scenario to the next
Pulling me further and further away from reality
My anxiety wears me like a winter coat
On it's back with my vulnerableness exposed to the harsh weather
Too bad that I in anxiety won't go away
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Late Night Thoughts
PoetryAn anthology of my poems. If you would like to embark on this poetic journey- open, read, and travel through my mind.
