Dear Anxiety
Dear Anxiety, I wish you could stop the pain youve been giving me, From day 1 to infinity, You know your voices are still in my head, Everytime i wake up and lye on my bed. I once had a panic attack when i was nine, Everytime you give me those you always crash my time, Ive been shouting and crying for help, But i hear nothing so i cryed quietly under the shelf. You know im tired of hearing voices, I wish you could stop making delusional choices, I am suffering from this anxiety, Don't make me as your show to the demon's cause i am not a variety. Placing a gun beside my head, Thinking what do i look like when i am dead, I was about to pull the trigger, But someone whispered that gave me shivers. It was my friend from the other side, But i know that airplane crashed that's where he died, But it doesn't matter anymore, He said"Don't kill yourself Because ive been there before". Now i realized i need to start walking on my own again, Before the world come to an end, Thank you for saving me my friend, You really saved me even though my life is already bent. But anxiety didn't stop from hurting me, I tried to run and escape, But he keeps chasing me. Dear Anxiety, Thank you for the pain youve been giving me, Without pain positivity wouldnt come to me, For all the people who've been suffering anxiety, Always think that he's a variety of pain.
2018-12-11 23:34:55
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Soft kiri
I have anxiety so this poem is really relatable
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