My world is a constant battle, inside of my own brain. I find love, joy, and happiness, yet so much fear, darkness, and immense pain.
It pulls. It drags me, from side to side. It makes me feel crazy. Why is it that I cannot hide?
So much coming at me, at such a fast pace. So much pain, sorrow, and fear that I, simply, cannot erase.
It’s haunting me. It’s grabbing me. It’s pulling me down. I’m standing. No, falling. I’m spinning around.
I can’t get out. I’m too weak to try. The fear takes over, as I close my eyes and cry.
Anxiety is an asshole. Watch out for it.
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