Anxiety
Laying calmly this cold night
I hear a noise and jump with fight
What has awoken and made me nauseous
Was the monster living in my subconscious
I fight the anxiety swelling inside
I feel the need to find a guide
My greatest fear is this pain
But, I have found a way to train my brain
Now I live without this feeling
I have started the process of healing
Instead of staying up all night
I fought this anxiety and made it right
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