The feeling of worry,
but I can't find my thoughts.
Just constantly mulling over in the back of my mind.
Problems that exist?
I just can't seem to find!
My restless mind,
to myself, unkind.
Help me,
I can't stop this anxiety!
I can't find the key!
Future I can't guarantee!
Please, help me.
Barrage of 'badness',
uncontainable sadness,
maniacal madness,
I'm a blank canvas.
I feel it in my breath,
in the pit of my stomach,
the closely stalking death,
to dark places, I plummet.
©dannibug
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