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Dear Anxiety

September 27, 2014
By mamathias BRONZE, Natick, Massachusetts
mamathias BRONZE, Natick, Massachusetts
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somehow you crept up
and into my head,

into my mouth
and into my chest.

you’re full of self loathe
and this battle is tough to win.

the slightest thing
has become the biggest.

all thanks to you,
I now can’t speak

without having to
clear my throat.

heart beats fast,
I can’t win.


The author's comments:

I wrote this poem because it's something that relates to me very well, I suffer from anxiety and I just needed to express that feeling.


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