Sad Anxiety Poems

My arms are moist, uncomfortably.

Standing in the humidity of a tiny bathroom after an overdue shower. 

Heat hovers disgustingly around my squeegeed sack; a pink...

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THE DAY I DIE 


I know there's nothing great about someone dying,but I know the day I die will be the greatest night because that's...

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Every thought, every vision you will dream
must evolve around me:
be mine or nobody's!
even your breath belongs to me...
be mine or nobody's:
can my faint hope die...

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Once upon a time
Behold the stream of everlasting dote 
The fiddle and a young stag 
Cute, happy, naive young love
Happiness lighten their infinite world 

Hidden...

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A lady in a Victorian dress,
Next to an old printing press.
Within a gloomy writing lair,
Falling down the abyss of despair.

I can see the tempest in...

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In chambers filled with laughter, light, and carefree sound,
A discordant echo hangs, heavy and unbound.
A specter in the corner, draped in deep shadows,
A chilling truth...

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Sadness was silly when I was twenty-three
Masked with a drink whenever it bothered me
When  my head hits the pillow, it won’t leave me be...

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Not another word!
Keep those thoughts caged, zip it.
Or regret it later..
So what if it's bothering you?
Bear it patiently.
Embrace the undying power of silence.
Is it hard...

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Teresa of Ávila
Dreamt the passion of God.

A physical fire 
Burned an image of his power.

An image I envisioned was one so dull 
Full of pain
A...

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Confused with the lies
Sparkled with the beauty of memories
Have I gone mad?
Stricken along my traumatic stories
Given the hope yet the stars looked sad
Mother, I'm being...

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Started popping back the pills,
Knowing I don't believe a word on the box,
Such a headache, 
pounding mistake lingering on the brain.
It will happen when you...

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CRISIS TEAM: HELLO WE ARE HERE TO HELP

AGENT BROWN: HELLO I'M AGENT BROWN IN DIRE NEED OF THE FBI HELP AFTER I CONTACTED THE FBI...

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The present darkness threatens.
Why can’t I see the light?
And yet my faith still lingers
Like a flame of candlelight.
The weakened short wick struggles
And nearly smothers out
While...

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Ah, unlucky me! Ah, unlucky you!
What was all that anxiety for?
We couldn't understand it took faith
to move on and hold on worth;
ah, unlucky me! Ah,...

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these carnal desires will see me expire 
inseperately stained from this foul game 
of avoiding the smallest pricks of pain, 
growing rage for making me...

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