Poetry
Anxiety
Panic,
Panic,
Fear,
Fear,
Run away,
Distract me,
From all these things I hear,
Voices telling me,
That nothing is ok,
My son is sick,
My bills aren't paid,
And all I had is gone,
Heart beating,
Thump,
Thump,
Thump,
Help me to let it go,
Before I lose it all.
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