Monday, January 11, 2021

Anxiety

 Left alone in my head

Thoughts creep up

Try to swallow me

My pulse raises

Hands shaking when I pause

Stomach tight and churning

Chest ache

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Parched

 My love your love Acid Rain Pouring down on me I raised my face Drink it in Burning My eyes my throat So parched Thirsty for any Drop