I can't stand the noise,
The pressure in my brain,
Stop moving, stop breathing,
I bite my lip,
Let my fingers curl into a fist,
Dig my nails into my palms,
To stop from screaming,
I hate this feeling
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Anxiety
PoetryAnxiety is not a joke. This is based on Anxiety, some poems and what not. So, enjoy. Some of these aren't mine, the owners get the credit. (Most came off this website; http://hellopoetry.com with the Anxiety hash-tag) I am using other people's poem...
