Anxiety

 

As I stand inside this room

I can feel the darkness loom

Deep inside my broken heart

My guilty soul tears me apart.

 

And I cannot describe the pain

It does not sting or lightly maim

It feels as if there is no end

A wound I feel I cannot mend

 

Because I’ve never heard a beast

That roars as loud as this at least

Though I’m the only one that hears

The growl that makes me cry my tears

 

They let me take one more prescription.

But it keeps on with no conviction.

A dash of this anxiety

Can change you uncontrollably.

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