I'm crawling out of my skin
Creepy crawly things
Causing mayhem within
I have to get moving
To shake them away
It isn't improving
On edge I stay
Emotions skyrocketing
Breaths quicken
Heart hammering
I'm left stricken
My veins are webs
Anxiety's domain
It knows no bounds
My body is its terrain
Anxiety goes by no rules
Making us into fools
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Tide (Poems)
PoetryTides are always changing The sun and the moon arranging Beauty and destruction Like a artistic production Its all in the journey of riding the tide of life First place winner at the We are writers awards. Copyrighted,All Rights Reserved
