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Rated: ASR · Poetry · Tragedy · #1268745

I was obviously overcome with anxiety.

They notice I am staring again
Focusing too intently on conversation
But not the words
Only unsaid connotations
Burning in my ears and brain

Once so far from truth
And now only farther
I lock myself
Inside my brain

Retreat to the ringing
Persisting in my temples
There is comfort in my pain
It soothes
My life's meaning
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