Round and round they go,
Where they'll stop,
I never know.
Which came first,
depression or anxiety?
Either way I'm cursed.
My worry, wonder,
fret and fright
collide into
a deep, dark thunder.
My loneliness, sadness,
and daunting despair
swirl into a pit
of anxious madness.
Source - Michele Meleen
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