Anxiety is... Angst is the absence of security Grabs your throat until you witness a desperate scratching Apparently a quiet squeak appears It feels like a filthy, stuffing beast you can't sense it clearly, lucidly Breath is just a sluggish blaze Hurting everything on his path till it leaves thick scars Bleeds deep darkness behind
No need to panic. Everyday improvement seems to seethe By time everything has been melted away but every last drop of the urge to live flows gently away until it closely solidifies. Remaining hope securely condenses into ****** sure-fire nothing. ...
After I had some negative thoughts I just wanted to distract myself and set my feelings down.