Anxiety
Anxiety
Little insects burrowing into my skull
A burning under my skin
An insatiable itch i cant scratch
So all i do is tear my skin apart
My skin is no longer mine
Like needles
Repeatedly gouging into my palms to remind me of my desperation
And the only thing that can calm it is gone
Its gone and I’m alone in the dark
Left to embark on this journey alone
Anxiety
I squeeze every muscle in my body
In hope
But it wont
push out any hurt
It stays
It’s the only thing that really ever means forever.
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