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I get stuck

Right now it's like my brain is in a battle

 I am only just existing as both sides feel like a spark burning out

Their spirits lost and yet it is not the feeling of relief that will soon over take me

I lose all hope all motivation all will to function

I am empty

I grow calmer as my fingers hit this keyboard 

I know the second I stop the troops will have brought reinforcement

The constant war within my head will continue at a stalemate. 

Anxiety is fighting my motivation like it is out for blood

And yet if that were the case then only my blood would spill

I struggle with myself and yet more often than not depression seems to win

It is a temporary takeover but causes misery for me

I cheer on my motivation even as it is squashed

Anxiety and Depression are relentless and yet so am I

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