Anxiety WinsA Poem by penguin
Anxiety is the person
That is always by my side But I don't want there Anxiety is the person that at 3 in the morning Says, "Hey, wake up." Then drags me into the kitchen Anxiety has a funny way of making The faint glow of the stove light Light up my whole world It can also make the moon feel Like perfect company Like I need no one else Anxiety tells me that I can never be loved But it forces me to love someone, this perfect someone Tells me they will never love me back Anxiety says that I am ugly, fat, unloved But my friends tell me the opposite I'm caught between two worlds Anxiety is the first world The world that says I am nothing The world I so desperately believe Anxiety holds my hand Every second, every day But it squeezes too tight Anxiety is clingy Clinging to my mind Explains to me how dark the world really is Anxiety has done too much damage to me, In my 13 short years of life Who knows how much stronger it will become Anxiety and I are in a constant battle For my freedom In which it is succeeding Anxiety had things like words, actions, and force While I have nothing but the power Left in my soul that it has not taken away But soon this power left in my soul Will fade away, To a place I cannot go back to. It is much too dark there. And in that moment, That very moment, I shall say, With the smallest part of my dignity still there, Anxiety wins...
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1 Review Added on April 28, 2016 Last Updated on November 3, 2016 AuthorpenguinTNAboutI'm a 15 year old writer and reader. Not great, barely average. But trying. more..Writing
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