Everything is racing around me
My heart, my thoughts, time...
Anxiety will be the death of me.
They kill before disappointing.
Too much pressure
From imaginations.
Author notes
Wednesday is like a walk into anxiety's cause.
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"Too much pressure
From imaginations."
i agree...
beautiful poem...
short and to the point.
i loved it
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Very nice job on this poem. For me Tuesday is the walk into anxiety. Just for this semester though, then hopefully I won't have to take a class at 6-9 pm ever again. Anyway good job..
-Steve-
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