This Anxiety Is Depressing
This anxiety has my mind always tweaking,
Bottled up energy about to blow my beacon,
Shattered with everything I am always seeking,
Raddled with misery with the fear that is leaking.
Depression squeezing,
Time slowly seizing
Motions always wheezing
Coasting and never feeling
Roasting and always freezing
Fleeing but never leaving
Copyright © Michael Mifflin | Year Posted 2019
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