Anxiety
The cold and the confusion.
The overlooked and the overdoses.
The solemn and the silence.
The fatigued and the forgotten.
This is the only world I know.
Everyday dreadfulness.
Everyday remembrance.
Everyday uncertainty.
Everyday wonderment.
Normality.
Encircled by cherophobics
Encircled by philophobics
Forever encircled,
But always alone.
Alone at heart.
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