Anxiety's Child
Anxiety's child
grows deep in me.
The seed of woe
and misery.
Impregnated
by my fears.
Embryo fed
by swallowed tears.
Yet I shall never
give her birth.
For she only
maintains her worth
by blackening
my heart and soul
and rendering
my life's blood
cold.
Copyright © David Irby | Year Posted 2015
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