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May 2017
At the top
of my long
list of problems
remains my

                                  anxiety
It does things
to my head, my
hands, and my
heart, and it

                                  makes
life hard to
battle through,
making days
mountains for

                                  me
to climb, when
for everyone else
they are only
stairs. It’s kinda

                                  sick,
the type of hold
it has on me.
But I have no way
to get away.
Read the isolated words from top to bottom
Mason Jay
Written by
Mason Jay  16/M/USA
(16/M/USA)   
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