A poem…
Anxiety feels like a never ending
symphony of worry trampling over me
It feels like an open book of a
long lasting story
A painting of everything
that could go wrong
Lyrics to a painful broken song
A constant mountain to climb
watching a clock, counting time
A flower poured down by rain
my chest aching from pain
My mind running a race
Trains going at a fast pace
Drowning in an ocean
with no one to pull me out
Heart racing
Head spinning
Lungs tightening
body trembling
This is a little taste of my everyday
living with anxiety
You can't see this pain on the outside
But it's there even when I sit quietly
It's a constant battle to fight
A hard journey to travel on
It takes up all my might
But it also makes me strong
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