Best Poems Written by Marissa Andre

The Body of Anxiety

Fear or worry’
Fidgeting with the rings on my petite 
angelic hands.
Nerves up high, questioning what's going to happen when 
I walk through those burgundy doors. 
Breathing in and out, almost causing a panic of defeat,
Breaking barriers that weren’t meant to be broken.
Texting them asking for advice, they say you’ve got this
I got you.
Nerves or advantages 
either way its anxiety,
like a clown chasing you through a moonlit forest.
Sleep deprivation.
Fighting in my sleep- waking up in the middle of the night.
Anxiety

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