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Anxiety
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Anxiety.
This is my disease.
Indexed from A to Z.
Everything that slowly kills me.
Organised chaos,
as the winter rain runs down my skin.
A symphony of emotions,
coursing through my veins;
crippling all the love that I hold within.
Consciousness soothed,
by candle-light and flame,
not a worry to feed,
as I am momentarily tame.
Anxious words,
stuttered and stunted,
spoken like a warrior,
aware he's being hunted.
Serenity lies beneath the waves.
A solitude fortress awaits,
at the end of my days.
Anxiety no more.
Soon to be extinct.
Soon;
to be rid of your deceptive ways.
Soon;
clearly I shall, be able think.
This is my disease.
Indexed from A to Z.
Everything that slowly kills me.
Organised chaos,
as the winter rain runs down my skin.
A symphony of emotions,
coursing through my veins;
crippling all the love that I hold within.
Consciousness soothed,
by candle-light and flame,
not a worry to feed,
as I am momentarily tame.
Anxious words,
stuttered and stunted,
spoken like a warrior,
aware he's being hunted.
Serenity lies beneath the waves.
A solitude fortress awaits,
at the end of my days.
Anxiety no more.
Soon to be extinct.
Soon;
to be rid of your deceptive ways.
Soon;
clearly I shall, be able think.
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Nous avons nos critique. Bon soir!
We can manage the critic .. The poem is attractive. Thanks.
We can manage the critic .. The poem is attractive. Thanks.