Anxiety
Anxiety
(2/29/2020)
Stress.
Uncertainty.
Depression? No.
I got this.
/Stress./
/Uncertainty./
/Depression, yet? Sure.../
But I got this.
*Static*
Anxiety.
My mind is too loud.
If I can calm it down, I’ll be okay.
What did you say?
/What did *I* say?/
I’m sure I said that...
It’s okay.
Everyone is too loud.
Stress.
*Static*
My head is hurting.
Everyone is upset with me.
Uncertainty.
*Static*
My body is hurting.
I truly have no one.
Anxiety.
*Static*
My chest is hurting.
Stress.
Uncertainty.
Depression? Yes.
/I still got this./
Copyright © Briauna Brown | Year Posted 2020
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