My Name is Anxiety

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There is nothing wrong with me. 

 

A smile like a sideways moon crested upon my face, I am

Happy.

 

What is wrong?

The moon sets on my face as tears shower over my face.

Why do I feel this way, my face turns red, my head feels light. 

I am dizzy-

panicked-

Tired.

 

Anxiety is my disease.

Anxiety is my natural state.

Everytime I try to crawl my way out of the dark, my anxiety drags me back.

 

I am my fears.

I am my worries. 

I am fine. 

 

I am fine. 

 

I will be okay. 

 

I will be alright. 

 

I am not fine. 

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