ANXIETY..,

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Foolish panaroid

Of a bright future.

Isee what is only

Deterimental to myself

Detached

Forgotten

Yearning to be loved.

Asking to be held.

Apprehensive and clouded in my own

Space.

Clouded by my own preception

Of the desolation of this world.

Why..?

How could i possibly feel any less than what

I have already become ?

Confused

Shameful

Terrorized

And Angry…

All is well

I am loved.

I don’t understand

Why then what when

ANXIETY falls in me…?

 

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