Overthinker
At first I worried I cared too little,
That I hardly noticed Anxiety
stalking me for years.
worst fears awakened at fifteen;
when the world went dark -
blindfolded and tied.
Now I dream about it every night -
except I'm wide awake
and my eyes open wide.
The darkness is way too bright,
And I'm entranced as I try
to name every colour that I see.
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