Anxiety

Fear beating in my chest,

the panic before the onset,

trying to give myself a rest;

wishing to be anyone else,

as i am grasping for help,

fearing everything, even myself;

my world has ended,

or so it seems,

but broken can be mended;

when things fall apart,

there is always hope,

just listen to your heart;

shut out the screams,

shut out the voices,

shut out the whispers,

just breathe...

it will be ok.

i promise.

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