A few words about anxiety
Words that usually protect me
Start to surround me
Then they rise up and try to drown me
I count my breaths
I count my thoughts
I start to count everything
Then I can't stop
1,2,3,4...
Taps on the tabletop
Lines on the wall
My heart beating as I shake
And then as i fall
I try to stop
The words, the numbers, my thoughts
From trying to break me
But I cannot
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