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My Burden
Misery
I think that’s what it is
The bullets in my head
The letters that are not words
The words that are not thoughts
The silent screams
The debilitating cyclone
A six-letter word to describe the way I feel
Ammunition
Missiles and bombs
Grenades, mines
And nuclear weapons
Stock piled in my head
Ready to explode
On the count of three...
They blow
But after the smoke clears
It is still here
Anxiety
I guess that’s what it’s called
Acidic, lethal, throbbing
Eating me from the inside
But visible on the outside
Always there
When I go to sleep
Every time I stop
Even when I am going
Constant
Anxiety
A railroad through my head
Nonstop to nowhere
With no plans to cease
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