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A poem about the feeling I associate with anxiety. |
| Anxiety Tightness running through my veins Muscles tensed to breaking point Pulse too rapid to deep count I need your strength Before I freak out My hands are shaking My knees are weak I have trouble standing on my own feet I'm sinking fast I don't know why Sometimes I feel I'm about to die Don't leave me here inside myself I'm to frightened to free myself Of the thoughts That rattle the walls of my sanity Breaking through reality |