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Distress sneaks in and disrupts my stillness all too well I become nervous, no I become frightened, no… I… become scared? I become everything except fine as my hands grip my head the thought arises to slash through my scalp and snap through the skull snatching out every thought that would dare detour into the solace of my mind but I won’t do it I am … a liar, I am afraid and I am certain that this angst and this anxiety will win today again because above all, I am helpless
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Oct 24, 2019
Oct 24, 2019 at 3:33 PM UTC
Sometimes I Get Anxious
Distress sneaks in and disrupts my stillness all too well I become nervous, no I become frightened, no… I… become scared? I become everything except fine as my hands grip my head the thought arises to slash through my scalp and snap through the skull snatching out every thought that would dare detour into the solace of my mind but I won’t do it I am … a liar, I am afraid and I am certain that this angst and this anxiety will win today again because above all, I am helpless
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Oct 24, 2019
Oct 24, 2019 at 3:33 PM UTC
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