Anxiety: The Battle, The Struggle

There's a battle going on inside my head.

My anxiety is taking over again.

There's a struggle to get out of bed

I am, again, struggling to win.

The battle, the struggle.

Now I'm second guessing myself; rebuttal.

But I will stand strong

The day is hard and long.

I will thrive, survive, and strive.

Today I have won.

Tomorrow it starts again.

But tonight I am done.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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